starsjuggler

nothing is really happening around here...so I'll write a crazy thing I've done years ago, many years ago, like 10 years ago. I was in Ireland, in Dingle, a small village on the south west coast, it was winter, around november, and I walked to a far beach called the Dolphin bay. it's really a small channel between the village harbour bay, full of small and medium fishermen boats, and the big bay of the open ocean. a single fin can be seen appearing around, as this is the home to Fungi, a wild dolphin who's friendly with humans. he even is honorary member of the town. so, feeling adventurous, I woke up very early and in the incredible cold I found a girl who hired me a wetsuit. a cool black wetsuit, I felt it was squeezing me lots though. anyway, with an american and an australian following me from the hostel, I swum in the dark ocean far from the beach. I like to swim and can do for a lot, but I'm scared of deep water I can't see the bottom. In sicily you can see the bottom always, and I swim far till I feel I still have a chance if a shark lurks by. assuming it's not already immersed... so I'm in the middle of this freezing water , for some reason I didn't take gloves or shoes, when a black fin comes my way and disappears. the guys are shouting from the beach, not really helping my moral, they are screaming like if I'm going to be eaten as breakfast and they'll take pics to show everybody. I can't even understand them, as my english back then was quite bad. the fin reappears a couple of meters in front of me, then stars to circle me. at this time I start to not be so confident it's actually a dolphin, so I decide to swim back, after all, it's bloody cold in there, I'd like a tea, thank you very much. as I start swimming, the big black mass collides with me. I can feel it's big, and not really gentle. but then, dolphin aren't always gentle, and this particular one likes to appear out of nowhere on the back of swimmers and startle them, it's a big tursiop. at this point I have a memory blank. then I saw a big fisherman boat passing on the channel, them staring at me, probably thinking I was crazy, and probably being right. then more confused memories. next thing I clearly remember, it's raining, a storm is approaching, waves are growing while I try to swim to the beach, thinking I will die , probably because my heart is going to explode. I must say, this was quite fun, I love waves, but scary as hell. slowly, I made it to the beach, I don't know how.surely the wetsuit helped me to float though. I remember a point I was underwater, and didn't know wich way was the surface. I can hold my breath, but I was already drinking underwater still hoping I was swimming in the right direction. finally I made it, but there is one last weird memory, a weird noise and when I turn back to look ,a black mass behind me in a meter deep water, and the fin. must have been Fungi. lately I've seen him in many documentaries, I didn't quite know, but divers come from all over the world to swim with him underwater.