Several years ago, I went diving alone to check my gear and clear my head. (That's a big no-no, by the way, don't do it.) There was a yellow school bus in the lake that had been stripped of its benches and windows: a fun place to hang out. The roof was right at 30-feet or so. I lay there on my back—tank removed and resting upside down beside me—watching my bubbles rise while focusing on my breathing and, based on the sound—the only noise down there—make adjustments for Yoga-style adjustments.
A bright red Autumn leaf floated on the surface and, high up from there, three big fluffy white clouds seemed hung like pictures on a bright blue sky.
The water and air were so crisp and still... then a small bass swam over and, next to it (but high up, of course), I noticed the thin chalk line of a jet. On its way ...to where?
A few years later an injury sidelined my scuba diving hobby. I gave my tank and regulator to my roommate in lieu of rent but kept the fins, mask and snorkel for sightseeing, retrieving a lost tool at the dock or cleaning the hull of my sailboat.
Why am I telling you all this before telling you about this book? Because my diving experience, though limited as it was, provided a "sights and sounds" foundation to fascination with Daniel Lenihan's Submerged.
It's the only book about underwater archeology that's ever made me hold my breath.
Subtitled Adventures of America's Most Elite Underwater Archeology Team, it tells the true story of his career and exploits developing a new program within the National Park Service: a thoughtful/scientific approach to surveying, preserving and sharing sunken assets while, when needed, also recovering bodies from very dangerous, hard to reach places.
The emotional insights related to risk and death are as captivating as the adventures going deep and dark.
In addition to navigating creepy death traps such as caves, wrecks and the rooms of a sunken power turbine, Lenihan and his people successfully navigate a labyrinth of governmental policy, funding red tape and politics. This peek behind-the-scenes enables an even greater appreciation for what they were able to achieve—with their lives literally "on the line" the whole way.
This one's absolutely a keeper for the beach, boat or hammock.
Not just for divers but also for riders of pool floats in blue rubber pools.