During rain, think about taking a trip to Molokini Crater. If there are thunderstorms, don’t get into the water. Fortunately, on the day that we rode on the Pride of Maui, the rain remained at a steady drizzle. We checked in at 7:30 for the 6.5-hour excursion.
Scuba divers of any experience level cannot miss the trip to Molokini Crater, if not only for the 100-foot visibility. If you dive off of the Southern California coast like I do, then visibility of more than 15 feet is a treat. Molokini is what remains of a dormant crescent-shaped crater. Teeming with sea life, the back side of the crater steeply drops, serving as a home to large, scary things, including sharks. The inside of the crater has more light, coral, fish, and more of a hospitable environment for beginners like me.
Our divemaster led us to the edge of the back of the crater, where we saw a reef shark swim slowly by. At the top of the crater we peered down the sheer cliff. Our divemaster motioned to her ears, and as we listened, we heard the unmistakable echoes of humpback whale songs. While it was eerie and awe-inspiring all at the same time, I couldn’t help but peek over my shoulder to check if one lurked behind me. They seemed as if they were right around the corner, but of course, sound travels four times faster under water than in air. The whales were not to be seen.
All too soon, we ascended and climbed back on board where a sandwich lunch waited. Potato salad, cookies, and drinks accompanied our meal as we refueled for our next dive. The food was nothing exceptional and could improve. My husband snorkeled while I dove. While it was crowded with others from our boat and other tours, he saw three different kinds of trigger fish and enjoyed the clear water as much as I did.
We made our next stop at Turtle Town, off the Kilua coast. Visibility decreased to 40 feet, but that did not stop us from spotting turtles. On the return trip to the boat, I noticed a large fish approaching us. As the fish swam closer, I realized it wasn’t a fish at all but a large turtle. It stopped 5 feet from us, drew upright, and looked us over from head to toe. After we passed its inspection, it swam slowly away.
The drizzle steadily fell throughout our trip but I didn’t mind. On the ride back to shore, my fellow divers, my husband, and I chatted nonstop about what we had experienced. We returned at approximately 2pm, which left the rest of the day to us for more exploring.
Sadly, my next diving trip will be back in the murky waters of Southern California, where, if lucky enough, I will be able to see my fins as I stand on the sandy ocean floor. Ah, to be back at Molokini.
by AgedToPerfection on September 6, 2006
Diving at Molokini
Molokini Maui, Hawaii