It is the classic Sydney summer ruin. You are at the beach. The water is clear. The sun is out. But there is a blue line of jagged debris on the sand.  Bluebottles.  You want to get in the water. But you know the pain that is waiting. You see...

People often assume a diver’s personality is shaped by the gear they buy or the courses they choose. In Sydney, divers tend to be shaped by something else entirely. The city itself. The swell lines, the headlands, the tides that turn quickly, and the quietly stubborn culture of shore diving...

When you dive, the Tasman Sea doesn't care how keen you are or how much you spent on your regulator. You can have the sharpest fins and a tank full of nitrox, but if your teeth are chattering so hard you can’t keep the mouthpiece in, the dive is over....