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Whilst we had all sat quietly listening to the most exciting words a diver can hear – as soon as the cox had finished speaking there was an almighty explosion of activity in our boat. We gunned the boat over towards their boat, which was now dropping an anchor down onto the possible wreck and tied off to it.

As we were doing that, we raced to get kitted up into our dive gear, each pair of divers trying to get kitted up as quickly as possible. I was discovering the allure of being the first man down on a new wreck. We had no idea what we were away to dive on - but there was something to explore just waiting for us only 25 metres directly beneath us.

About two minutes later, my buddy and I were ready to dive. We sat opposite each other grinning like Cheshire cats. Sticking regulators in mouths we gave each other an OK signal and rolled backwards off the Zodiac splashing into the still waters. There was no trace of a current here.

Righting myself I started dumping air from my Fenzy ABLJ and looked under the boat. My dive buddy was ahead of me and already making his way down the anchor line, which snaked down into rather murky waters below. I kicked my legs and headed off downwards diagonally across to intersect with the line and follow him down.