“What came to mind when you saw the name of this blog post, “The Wall”? A WALL of your room? Pink Floyd? The Great WALL of China? The WALL endurance runners hit? The Vietnam Veterans Memorial WALL? The Berlin WALL? Hitting a WALL in a relationship? Do you WALL off your heart to protect it from the world? Do you put up a WALL and block out new ideas? Maybe an idea is off the WALL?”
So begins a blog post today by one of our guests, Dr. Erica Peabody , who writes the We Only Get One Chance blog, containing well-crafted speculations about life, along with thoroughly readable descriptions of her various adventures. Her post today, The Wall, describes in detail a highlight of her stay on Adventure Island the last week of February — a 2-hour “swim snorkel” around the island, which included a trip through the breaking surf and swells out to “The Wall” — the amazing 3,000 foot underwater cliff that drops off from an edge about 40 feet deep, and about which we have blogged before.
“As we continued on our swim there was a drastic change in the ocean floor from sand, to corral for about 10 yards, to the deepest, darkest navy blue abyss. With the beautiful colors, the textures of all the corrals, wildlife present and the deep blue nothing that goes on forever…it was hands down, the most magnificent thing I have ever seen in my life.”
One month ago tomorrow I turned 55. Somehow, the double number made a bigger impression on my psyche than even the big five-o did. That, combined with the fact that in the past year I’ve developed a few chronic aches and pains, got me thinking that maybe this was it – life was beginning to leave me behind, whatever new and exciting experiences I’d had in my life were now becoming things of the past.
Then I stumbled across this article in the Poughkeepsie Journal about this guy, James Curran, who discovered the sport of scuba diving as he turned 60 and in the three years since has made 167 dives. The article featured a picture of him diving off the coast of Belize.
James Curran dives off the coast of Belize, Central America on a recent trip. / Courtesy photo
That brought back memories of my last dive. It was eight years ago off Long Caye in Belize during a week’s stay at Adventure Island. We took a five minute boat ride from the rustic, island resort, out to a site they call “The Wall,” one of the top-rated Belize dive sites. We flipped over the side of the boat and suddenly, 40 feet below loomed one of the most amazing sights I’ve ever seen — an underwater cliff dropping 2600 feet into the depths. We cruised along the rim of the cliff exploring the extravagant corral formations and gazing out into the abyss as huge sea turtles swam into view. It was the dive of a lifetime.
Recalling that adventure reminds me that despite my age, new experiences still await if only I remain open to them. It’s never too late.