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As our Zodiac closed on the dark kelp covered line of rocks I was told was the Port Napier, a few sea birds lifted off its ribs, screaming at our intrusion into their domain. Richard took the Zodiac down off the plane and deftly let the boats’ momentum carry us up to a small white buoy that bobbed in the water some way away from the wreck itself. As we glided up to it he untied the bow painter rope from the grab line on one of the side sponsons and deftly snared the white buoy and tied off to it.

The other Zodiac came in and nudged to a stop beside us and tied off.

“The buoy here is tied off about 30 feet along the foremast” explained one of the divers who had dived her before. “The mast still sticks right out from the hull about halfway down the deck – that’s 10 metres down to it – and another 10 metres down from there to the seabed.”

There were to be two waves of divers going in from our boat today. The first wave would dive, leaving those diving in the second wave in the Zodiac to give boat cover. Once the first wave of divers was back in the boat, the second wave of divers would go in.