The sea within us

The morning promised good fishing with the warmth of the sun, which welcomed us with its first rays kissing us from the east. The boats, like iron totems, were crossing the surface of the sea on their way to the chosen areas, where the fishermen would mobilize their energies and muscles to catch the fish of the day.
The sea and bipedal humanoids have something in common: the sea within us.

Today is my first post in this interesting community that advocates for exposing the natural environment outdoors, bringing together content creators who give their contribution to enrich our ecosystem.

Fish and seafood are highly appreciated in world gastronomy, and they are also a source of active principles to minimize diseases. Personally, I love seafood and feel the taste of fresh fish, or the rolls of a good sushi with all the creative art that goes with it.

But behind these appetizing delicacies, there is a story of human sacrifice and adaptation to a different environment, which sometimes imposes with force, wreaking havoc in people's lives.

It was the summer of 2007 and I was managing the medical insurance for a National Spearfishing Competition. Several boats were lined up in the area of Santa Cruz del Sur, in the province of Camagüey, Cuba.

The boats were old, but strong in construction, with iron and concrete bodies to withstand the impact of the waves and inclement weather.

I left a medical team and an equipped ambulance on shore, as a contingency plan for initial action and transfer in case of any kind of accident.

The sea was calm first thing in the morning, but as we headed out into deeper water, the wind rippled the surface of the big blue.

It was a different environment from the usual experiences of fishing in a nearshore coral area. That, on a mental level, was a source of excitement, because we had to be at sea for two days. On the other hand, there was the stress of being far away, and the consequences of facing some of the most frequent accidents observed in a freediving activity.

The rules of the sports committee dictated that fishing would be done individually, not in pairs. This breaks one of the golden rules of diving: never dive alone.
Even more so when the depths were great, water visibility was not the best, communication was only through fixed radio bands and speedboats were not available.

Fortunately for everyone, the event went off without a hitch, anglers were able to enjoy spearfishing and, as always, there was humor, stories and fresh fish to brighten stomachs.

I always travel with a camera, and thanks to it I was able to take these photos that I share with you today.
The seagulls always took the opportunity to fly nearby and eat without having to work, and they even entertained the environment with their circling flight, along with their squawking in the air, which is their characteristic song, without the need to open their beaks.

Tiredness invaded everyone. We felt like taking a good shower of fresh water because our skins were soaked by the saltpeter of the sea.

The sun was beating hard and, despite the supply of drinking water, the sweat was coming out of the pores, with that salty taste due to the composition of its elements, where sodium chloride is part of it. Both the sea and the sweat, tears and blood, share this same element.

Now you will better understand the title of this post: the sea within us, reflecting the analogy that follows the holistic principle, that all forms of life are interconnected, with common elements vibrating at different levels of existence.

Thank you to those who read me. I wish you a good Friday.