I wish I was a turtle.
A different kind of wish from Sylvia Earle. (via)
I imagine gliding along on with swift ocean currents, feeling the flow of warm and cool water against the soft areas around my flippers, glimpsing other ocean giants in their own realm, listening to humpback whales, with their melodious sounds, echoing from deep ocean cliffs and canyons. With luck, I might encounter the fastest fish in the ocean – sleek blue fin tuna, flashing silver as they power their way across entire ocean basins. I could find myself face to face with the biggest fish in the sea – a whale shark, as long as a bus with a mouth broader than a leatherback turtle is long, but with an appetite aimed only at tiny planktonic creatures. I might see mako and oceanic whitetip and even great white sharks, toothy animals that sometimes have young turtles for lunch, but as a grown-up sea turtle, I wouldn’t worry as most big, healthy turtles are not on their menu.
Sharks are great but they are still the one creature that gives me nightmares. I am fascinated watching them though.