There are dives where the water gives you exactly what you came for. You drop into Hood Canal with a camera and find plumose anemones blooming from pilings like pale chandeliers. You descend at Sund Rock hoping for wolf eels and get lucky enough to find one peering from its den, green eyes steady as old glass. You head north toward the San Juan Islands and drift past walls dressed in kelp, watching rockfish hold themselves in a current stronger than it looks.- Then there are dives where the water decides otherwise.
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