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Caribbean Lobster – Grand Cayman

The Cayman Islands have a lobster season, December 1 to February 28.  Now, I’m a devout eater of meat, but I also love wildlife.  It’s not really an impossible dichotomy, meat is tasty, but I will only eat something that is sustainable.  For me, that means farmed (although dislike mistreatment in the farming process) or culled for environmental reasons (see The Lionfish Menace).  I tried eating fish more for my health, but I have heard that farmed fish have less health benefits and dislike the unsustainable plunder of fish that are better enjoyed as a natural spectacle. Read more…


Based on a true story…

…those words normally turn me off the idea of watching a film, but in the last week or so I have somehow managed to watch two films “based on a true story” that related to different aspects of my own life.  Read more…

First dive in ages

With the build up to and then absolute joy from the arrival of our beautiful little girl, diving has had to take a back seat.  However, one of the annual joys of diving in Cayman (as opposed to the regular joys of just jumping in the water) is the arrival of Silversides at Eden Rock, inch long fish that gather in the network of caves for protection from predators during the day.  So, with the encouragement of a friend whose wife has gone back to the UK for four weeks, and the fact that my wife and baby were having a “girls’ afternoon”, I dusted of the dive gear and headed off to track them down. Read more…

Flowers Sea Swim – Grand Cayman

Flowers Sea SwimEvery year I make the same vow, this will be the year I get fit, signing up to events so that I get the fear.  An event I love in Cayman is the Flowers Sea Swim (see Flowers Sea Swim – Grand Cayman), which I try and do if I am on Island.  This year is its 25th year and we’re having an enforced period on Island because of the happy birth of our beautiful daughter (I don’t intend to blog about her, because that’s private, but she is perfect and has taken control of our lives in a wonderful way) so I signed up again, adamant that I would get in a few training swims to start the season… Read more…

Jet Ski Safari – Cayman

We have done this trip several times with different guests, it is simply the best way to see Stingray City if the weather is right (calm). If there is a bit of wind the jetskis can still be great fun but it is a bit more of a battering experience! Read more…

Losing track!

Hot on the heels of my reporting that I hadn’t had chance to write much and that Scuba Diver Life were catching up with my submissions by publishing the Wreck of the Tibbetts (see A short break – which was a bit weird to spot on my Facebook feed as a suggested read!), I then discovered that two more of my pieces had been published on diving in Cayman:

  1. Lionfish culling in the Cayman Islands
  2. The wreck of the Oro Verde

Please check them out, let me know if you have any suggestions or comments on my writing style.  If you would like to read more about diving in the Cayman Islands, check out some more of my posts here. It’s a phenomenal place to dive, with great year round visibility, but sadly life gets in the way of regular diving!

I’d love to hear any feedback.


A short break

I’ve not been having much time to write in the last couple of months, we’ve been moving house and preparing for the arrival of a little baby come Easter weekend, but that has Scuba Diver Life have been catching up on some of the articles that I drafted for them, catch my piece on the wreck of the Tibbetts, an awesome Cayman dive site, here….

It’s still not quite sunk in that we will become a family of three, but it’s an exciting time preparing for everything to come! There’s not been time for diving or much other than preparation and moving, and I don’t feel experienced enough to write about either of those!

Still, the diving continues around us, Lionfish culling, and I will get back soon, with someone new to share the joy with in the long term!

We did have an interesting experience, having to move our boat from a dock space to what turned out to be an unmarked canal, tentatively feeling our way through less than two feet of water, feeling like an explorer of old. Maybe I’ll tell that story soon…