When last you tuned in to part 1 of SUBSURFACE EXPLORATION your masked (and snorkeled) aquatic crusader (that's me)was photo'ing at the mouth of the Cascade river on Lake Superior.
The fog was lifting I had launched myself into the 61 degree water and begone my adventure.
I found myself snorkeling in a phantasmagorical world of reflections and refractions of light and form.
I snorkeled through the 1.1-billion-year-old lava beds battered by glaciers and time called the Canadian shield, or was I in a land of mythical creatures frozen in time waiting to return?
Lines of iron-stained quartz or jasper I followed like roads on a map
to legendary realms
Spending two and a half hours in 61-degree water not only chilled my body but my brain - was I seeing floating boulder's?
It was time to get out and warm up on some dark rock like a lizard and appreciate the experience I was having.