
Barely awake and longing for more zzz's, I drag my lazy a** out of bed on Sunday morning to dive Hantu. I figured this would be monumental since it is the first dive after this blog got its own domain, pulauhantu.org. It's the least I can do right? So with my vision blurred and my head throbbing from the lack of sleep, I can feel my resolve starting to wane... to dive or not to dive? After a heavy breakfast at Macs and some mindless banter with the founder of Hantu Blog, Debby, we made our way to West Coast where Uncle Chua usually picks us up.
There it is, the pier at Hantu. The water looks inviting. With the sun beating down on us and a slight cool breeze blowing... maybe it was worth the while afterall. Er, actually, the part about the cool breeze, I just made that up for effect. It was hot as hell! But really, I can't wait to get in the almost 5 meter vis water!!! "Andale Terence!" I thought to myself! "You're still not dressed yet?" As my sentiments echoed out loud to my dive buddy for the day.

13 meters later, I can make out the visibility. It was 6 meters! First thing we spotted was a Polyclad Flatworm - Phrikoceros, I think. As we headed westward towards the pier, a pair of flabelina was mating. There was another one moving away from the love site while yet another moving towards the pair. Hmmm, a common mating ritual for slugs, or they just love playing those crazy sex games!
It was already 32 minutes into the dive and we are still nowhere near our destination, the pier. Photo opportunities abound! Swimmer crabs, goat fishes, butterfly fishes, and then, the unexpected happened... while practising my photography "skills" on a nudi, unbeknownst to me, our friend the sea krait decided to sneak up on me. Let's name him Speedy. Face to face with Speedy, I could hardly contain my excitement. Talk about a shock and awe campaign! "MMMMMMMM!!!!! "MMMMM!!!!!", I signalled to Terence, who was equally excited. As Speedy, er sped away, I gave chase. At the same time, I switched my camera to movie mode as it was impossible, with my photography skills, to snap him going at that speed. I had shot up the surface without even realizing it. With standard dive procedures down the toilet and the risk of spending the rest of my life as a vegetable, I got a movie clip of Speedy!

"Sea Krait Sea Krait!!!!" I yelled out to the other divers who have surfaced. "Cool!", "Wow!", "Got a picture?" was some of the very encouraging response I had. Then someone had to say it... "Where's your buddy?"