The sweat runs down my brow in small torrents, cascading over my recently-shaved head and obscuring my vision with the tingle of salt that no rapid eye-blinking can remedy. I am poised: arms flexed, balance sturdy, legs braced, steady breathing. My opponent, despite being both fourteen inches and years my inferior, is equally prepared. The bell rings. My arms pump in rapid yet rhythmic alternation, delivering haymakers and uppercuts to the facial region of my foe. He ducks, weaves, and wallops a low kidney-shot to my torso, simultaneously crumbling my defenses and body with a single emphatic blow. I twitch on the ground in agony. Despite the fervent shaking of my arms, I remain unconscious on the floor. The time » read more «

West End Divers held a smash hit with their West End Scavenger Hunt for SOL International Foundation this evening. The event pitted dive shop against dive shop in a race to acquire photographs of random objects and events ranging from ordinary household to “OMG I can’t believe you have (or did) that!” From expired passports to mullets to three legged turtles and men with shaved legs, it was an all-out race around West End for the teams of four. The most elusive and point-heavy of the scavenger hunt items— a photograph of irritable beach rakemaster Dorado autographing a rank— was miraculously managed by both Team Ramrod (Coconut Tree Divers) and Team Scandilicious. Videos of this unprecedented event are forthcoming. The » read more «