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FALL 2016

spears. No Nassau or black grouper could survive to

this size in these waters without protection.

THE SHARKS OF JARDINES DE LA REINA

We enjoyed many dives with Caribbean reef sharks.

I expected them — part of my research for this trip

was watching a

60 Minutes

episode about the Gardens

of the Queen with Anderson Cooper. It aired five years

ago but was still very informative and well done. The

significant populations of sharks were a big talking

point in the program, with healthy shark populations

being directly correlated to healthy reefs. (See

youtu.

be/K2nMUnK7S-A

.)

We did not have sharks swarming around us like in

that video. We might see four or five on a dive, and

occasionally they’d come near enough for a good photo.

The crew noticed how excited we all were whenever

a shark photo was in the evening’s image reviews, and

eventually the cruise director asked our opinion about

putting a bait box in the water. He assured us it would

be a very low-key thing — more of a “scented” dive than

a “baited” dive. The divemasters wouldn’t be donning

chainmail and actually feeding the sharks. Would we

mind? We assured them we’d be quite happy with that.

The bait box was transformational in facilitating

close encounters with the Caribbean reef sharks.

They circled the box constantly, and divers who had

no interest in shark photography proceeded with a

relaxed dive on a gorgeous coral reef. Divers who

were interested in shark proximity could have many

close encounters on these scented dives. We were

consistently rewarded with beautiful environmental

portraits of shark and coral reef. All in all, the action

with these sharks on the reef was very mellow.

We didn’t bother with the bait box on every dive.

It was so productive early in the trip that we tended

to concentrate on other subjects later in the week.

But sharks were there on almost every dive. Most

were Caribbean reef sharks (

Carcharhinus perezii

),

but a couple of dives purposely featured silky sharks

(

Carcharhinus falciformis

).

While

C.

perezii

are reef sharks,

C. falciformis

are

dwellers of the open sea. According to

sharksider.com :

“[Silky sharks] have an extremely strong sense of

hearing. This acts as a great advantage for locating

their prey, mostly consisting of bony fish (especially

tuna), octopuses, and squids.… They dive together into

large groups of fish and attack them with lighting-fast

speed and wide-open mouths.”

To find the silkies we motored westward and dived

along some deep coral canyons in 60-80 feet. The bait

box was deployed about 10 feet beneath the boat. We did

our dive, and when we ascended back to about 30 feet we

saw the silkies had come to play. Probably 12 or 14 large

sharks were darting about, but always in a fairly subdued

and deliberate manner. They did amp up when small bits

of bait were tossed into the water, as they raced to claim

their share. But it was never overly frenzied, and I don’t

recall any bumps or uncomfortably close encounters.

Anyone preferring a more passive encounter could stay a

few yards farther from the bait box. The combination of

very clear water and abundant sharks made this the most

productive spot for silkies I’ve ever dived.

THE QUEEN’S CROCODILES

Since I’ve been home and posted some of my crocodile

shots on social media, I’ve had several inquiries about

when we’d do our next “croc trip,” as if that was the

reason we went to Cuba. I found this kind of comical,

because a typical Cuba dive expedition does not

involve a lot of time with these crocodiles. But the high

probability of an encounter, especially for someone

who has never seen a crocodile up close and in clear

water, means for that day, that hour, it is a croc trip.

There is an area back in the mangroves where dive

operators over many years have developed a relationship

with a few resident American crocodiles (

Crocodylus

acutus

). Less aggressive than the infamous Nile and

Australian crocodiles, American crocodiles are normally

shy, but not in the Gardens of the Queen. Once we get

near the site the guides call out the name of a familiar

crocodile, “Niño, Niño!” If it is the right time of day

and the mood strikes, he’ll often swim out to the boat.

Almost all the crocodile photos you’ve seen lately in

photo competitions and dive magazines are of Niño. He

works hard for the little bit of raw chicken they give him