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The
classic Bond film Thunderball with its spectacular underwater stunts
and action helped spark my interest in the underwater world. Today,
I'm an avid scuba diver and I have James Bond to thank. During a
recent trip to the Bahamas, I was able to create my own fantasy
escape. It started with my arrival at the newly-renovated Hilton
Colonial in Nassau (the same hotel featured in Thunderball and Never
Say Never Again).
I was treated with all the respect
due a "British super-spy" and taken to their special "James Bond"
suite. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and a
porter brought in a martini (shaken - not stirred, naturally). As
I sat down to relax, I noticed the entire Bond film collection was
there for my viewing pleasure. What a perfect way to get me in the
mood for the next day's activities.
The next morning, I met up with Stuart
Cove, owner of Dive Bahamas, where I was invited on a private guided
dive on the famous Vulcan bomber, a massive structure that was sunk
specifically for the underwater scenes in Thunderball back in the
mid-60s. Stuart and his team take adventurous divers on guided tours
of the "James Bond wrecks" every day. But this particular day was
going to be mine. My opportunity to be just like James Bond. My
opportunity to explore sunken wrecks. Perhaps have a chance encounter
with a shark or two. It may have been stretching things to hope
for a tall blonde to accompany me - or would it? "The Bond Fantasy"
Stuart knows the Bond wrecks and the
local waters exceptionally well, having worked as a shark wrangler
on For Your Eyes Only and Never Say Never Again (Connery's last
Bond film). He must have read my mind because he arranged for Claudia,
a 5'10" South African beauty, to be my dive buddy for these fantasy
dives. Claudia, a striking blonde who could easily have been cast
in a Bond film herself, works for Dive Bahamas as an underwater
photographer and dive guide. Little encouragement was needed as
we geared up and then dropped over the side of the boat and descended
into the crystal blue water toward the massive structure.
The years have taken their toll on
the lady, but you could still make out the framing where Connery
had battled sharks and the bad guys. The fabulous structure is now
covered with plenty of colorful corals and the wreck is home to
a multitude of sea creatures. I couldn't help but grin. Here I was
on the same dive site as "James Bond." I couldn't wait to get home
to tell my buddies.
As if that wasn't enough, things
got better on the next dive. Claudia broke out a bright yellow DPV
(dive propulsion vehicle). It looked like a cross between something
from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and a Jacques Cousteau special.
As we made our way toward the bottom, it didn't take much effort
to imagine myself right alongside Sean Connery in the Thunderball's
famous underwater action scenes. Claudia pointed toward another
underwater structure and off we went.
The DPVs enabled us to travel underwater
at up to 2 knots. The low hum of the engine and the ability to move
about effortlessly through the water was something I used to watch
Jacques Cousteau master on television Saturday evenings. Now I was
"wall-flying" myself and it was magnificent. The underwater photographer
who accompanied us on the dive would get plenty of get photos, especially
the wide grin that was permanently etched on my face as we continued
the dive. "The Bond Fantasy"
The second wreck looked vaguely familiar,
but it wasn't until we finished the dive that Claudia explained
that the wreck, "Tears of Allah" was a boat intentionally sunk for
the filming of Never Say Never Again back in the early 1980s. She
explained that this was where Connery did memorable scenes with
several large sharks in an underwater sequence with Barbara Carrera.
While we did not encounter any sharks
while diving the Bond wrecks, my fantasy trip would not have been
complete without at least one dive with the sharks. And the divemasters
were happy to accommodate me by allowing me to observe a shark feeding
at a site called "The Runway." The surprisingly docile Caribbean
reef sharks we encountered swarmed all around us looking for the
bait box. The sharks are just looking for a free meal and I'm told
they rarely bite the hand that feeds them. But just in case, our
feeder wore steel gloves.
I don't know many people who are
able to live out their wildest childhood fantasies. In the span
of three days, I had logged dives on two wrecks "broken in" by Sean
Connery himself, cruised the reefs like Jacques Cousteau with a
lovely "mermaid" at my side, and felt the adrenaline rush of having
twenty hungry sharks swarming within a few feet of me.
While I'm uncertain how this "fantasy"
would stack up against an afternoon of fielding pop flies with Ernie
Banks, or shooting baskets with Oscar Robertson, I do know that
it was a fantasy weekend that I'll long remember.
For more information on the "Be Like Bond" package, call (888) 788-2683
or go to www.stuartcove.com
END © Scott D. Jones 2000 |
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