Being aquaphobic, I was scared but equally excited for my introductory scuba dive on the Great Barrier Reef in Cairns during my solo backpacking trip to Australia.
With my diving suit on and diving equipment fitted, I was there at the swimming pool-like area on the pontoon which was moored to the outer reef. When I started walking towards the stairway to the reef, a rush of panic struck me. I felt I wouldn’t be able to breathe through my mouth under water. Fins on my feet were not making it any easier. I couldn’t think of anything but my fear of water. The instructor tried to convince me to at least go under the water first and see how it goes. But I had already lost it in my mind and decided to go for helmet dive(a fancy name for underwater walk) instead.
The experience of Helmet dive was not bad though. And on the same trip, I did skydiving, bungee jumping, caving and paragliding also. But giving up on scuba diving eclipsed my pride of doing all these other activities. Months have passed but missing that golden opportunity of diving on the Great Barrier reef still haunts me.