Last year, in a crowded public pool among water aerobic classes and kids held afloat with water wings, I prepped for my scuba diving certification. I was eagerly anticipating the real thing on an upcoming vacation to Hawaii. Although the trip itself was wonderful, the diving was pretty pathetic.
Over the course of 8 years, I have snorkeled and/or gone diving in the Florida Keys, off the coast of Belize, and the Great Barrier Reef. The colorful corals and fish have progressively faded. I thought I was experiencing the misfortune of reef guides dropping anchor in the wrong spot. While in Hawaii, I watched an IMAX film, “Coral Reef Adventure,” that convinced me otherwise. Surprise, surprise; global warming, logging, over fishing, and other attributes have resulted in a loss of 25% of the world’s corals over the course of 25 years. Some scientists say we have reached the point of no return.
The NY Times published this article yesterday about the horrible epidemic. The facts outlined in the article leave me with a stare of despair as I have yet another “oh-sh*t-this-is-really-bad” moment.