At one time or another most serious divers make a trip to
Australia's Great Barrier Reef or Coral Sea. For those of
you who wouldn't let a little cold water stand between you and some excellent
diving with bizarre creatures, our travel correspondent has found an offbeat
destination that may be just the add-on for that big trip.
Dear Fellow Divers:
I’d expected some exciting diving, but I hadn’t expect the excitement to start
till I got in the water. Instead the adrenaline kicked in a short way down the
road to where the boat was moored, a 45-minute route aptly named White Knuckle.
Here we were: an ancient army transport bouncing through verdant hills populated
with exotic echidnas, glossy black cockatoos, and wedge-tailed eagles, then snaking
down a thousand-foot drop along a precipitous dirt track to the shore of
South Australia’s Kangaroo Island.
The 20-minute run to the sites was much smoother. Soon Jim Thiselton, our
guide and the only dive operator on this coast of Kangaroo Island, was dropping
anchor at a spot sheltered by the island cliffs, a site drolly named Pissyboy
Rock for its nearby blowhole. New Zealand fur seals stretched lazily as they
watched us gear up and stride into the cool water. As we began our descent, we
wondered if this 58° water really could be Australia? There was no hard coral to form reefs and walls, but the rocky bottom was covered with myriad colorful
samples of what’s advertised as the greatest species diversity of algae anywhere.
Kangaroo Island also boasts some of the most prolific soft coral, sponges, and
gorgonians found in temperate waters.
As we dropped down in the cold, clear water, Jim joined us and pointed the way
toward some boulders and crack-riven ledges. I began combing the growth for our
quarry, the nearly mythical leafy sea
dragon, or LSD. The LSD is up to a foot
long, resembling a seahorse with long
kelp strands growing from his front and
back. It’s so well camouflaged it can
literally disappear when you turn to
wave your buddy in for a glance. Soon,
I’d found my outlandish-looking prize.
Paint a ten-inch-plus striped yellow
male’s belly up with his mauve eggs,
look at all those plume-shaped streamers
billowing behind, and the name LSD will
roll off your tongue as well!
We weren’t deep (about 45' with decent
vis and a very gentle surge), and,
as our minds and eyes became adapted to
this new and different environment, we began to really reap the benefits. This
little-dived spot is full of fish: 270 species with 80% endemic in South Australia!
In some of the deeper cracks, blue devils peered out, looking much like
large, angular, cobalt garibaldis so familiar to southern California kelp bed
divers. Large lobsters (crays, in “Strine talk”) lurked in crevices. Plastered
among the rocks were lovely abalones of two species, and nearby movement translated
into Port Jackson shark, a critter somewhat reminiscent of U.S. west coast
horn sharks.
That was it: California’s coast, the mental disorientation... This was a lot
like diving California 30+ years ago: the same water temps, the same density of
life. Even some of the species were similar, but here we were, nearly half a
world away! We covered territory slowly to take in the crowd of critters. Film
didn’t last long, and underwater photographers should spend several dive days
here. In fact, Jim’s client list reads like a who’s who of naturalists and famous
photoggers, yet you won’t find a homier, friendlier, and less pretentious dive
operation anywhere.
Several colorful species of leatherjackets showed themselves from time to
time, and poison-spined, zebra-striped old wives looked like red-eyed angelfish,
escapees from a freshwater aquarium. Ornate and Shaw’s cowfish, Tommys, strongys,
harlequins, and bullseyes were mingled among the old wives. On each trip I saw
dolphins and seals, including New Zealand fur seals and rare and endangered Australian
sealions, although there were few pelagics.
Jim’s a true man of the sea who knows these waters intimately and is happy to
guide you to whatever denizen you’re looking for. While the LSD is certainly the
grail, it’s hardly one that’s hard to find. Jim Thiselton’s Kangaroo Island
Diving Safaris (or KIDS!) will guarantee LSD sightings in two days’ diving or
give you two more days of boat diving free! Frankly, I doubt he’s ever had to pay
off.
Jim’s boat is Eazy II, a 26' Cougar Cat (not a catamaran) that legally seats
ten, although he will limit it to six. (Jim’s been casting about for a more
spacious boat, and it might be in operation the next season.) There are plenty of
hot drinks, water, and a seemingly endless supply of “sangers” (Aussie sandwiches)
and other “tucker.” The sea mammals, looming cliffs, and critters like
white-bellied sea eagles fill the surface intervals between dives. In my drysuit
dives were as long as 45 minutes to an hour. Most dives were easy for experienced
divers, depths in the 40s and 50s, some chop and light surge, vis up to 50 feet.
All diving is along the north shore, protected from the immense rollers steaming
in from frigid Antarctica, the next stop south. Computers are strongly encouraged,
along with common-sense profiles. The dive day begins at 9 and ends about 3
or 4. That’s long for a two-tank dive, but the wild rides down White Knuckle
consume more than their fair share.
Though ninety-by-thirty mile Kangaroo Island, located across the Investigator
Strait from Adelaide, South Australia, is accessible by modern modes of transportation
including a ferry and commuter aircraft, in many ways it’s reminiscent of
some of America’s rural west coast in the 1950s, although residents have plenty
of modern conveniences like VCRs and microwaves. The sparsely populated, rolling hills are a hodgepodge of wild coast,
scenic farmland, eucalyptus forests,
and extensive nature reserve. Many
critters long extinct on the mainland
are abundant on the island, providing
tourists the opportunity for worldclass
wildlife sightings.
There are no fancy multi-story
hotels or giant dive resorts on
Kangaroo Island. I stayed at the
comfortable Gum Valley Retreat, a
half-dozen cozy rooms clustered
around a central court. Our room
was a basic mid-level U.S.-style
motel with private bath and big
sliding glass door opening out onto
the lawn. While there’s no night
diving or night clubbing, there are
plenty of night game walks and
singalongs accompanied by the player piano.
Meals are taken in the family atmosphere of the common dining room. The “tucker”
isn’t nouvelle cuisine, just excellent home cooking served with personal warmth by
your hosts. Our 8 a.m. breakfasts were whole American affairs, cereal, poached
eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee. Dinners were hardly plain-Jane, not with menus like
tomato soup, mango slices and marron (Jim’s farm-raised, 4 lb.+ freshwater lobster
that may well be the best thing I’ve ever eaten), filet of marinated venison, rolls
and fresh vegetable dishes, and a terrific apple cheesecake.
Kangaroo Island isn’t the Great Barrier Reef, but it was the perfect antidote to
a Papua New Guinea trip full of wonderful pelagic and macro diving. For experienced
divers looking for a different and unique adventure, this is a short detour on a
“down under” PNG, GBR, or Fiji trip, a 3 air-hour junket from PNG I was glad I’d
taken. I’ll treasure memories of diving with Jim Thiselton, of sea dragons, blue
gropers, and old wives amid the lush underwater gardens of Kangaroo Island.
— L. J.
Diver’s Compass: Kangaroo Island Diving Safaris: phone/fax
011 61 8 8559 3225; e-mail kids@kin.on.net; website
www.kidivingsafaris.com. Includes 2-tank boat dive, all
meals, stay at a four-star farm, and airport transfers at
Aus $354/day, US $225/day...or book through Dive Discovery:
phone 800-886-7321, 415-256-8890; fax 415-258-9115; e-mail
divetrips@DiveDiscovery.com; website www.divediscovery.com ...BYOB... Australian legs were US $159 w/Qantas Kangaroo
Pass. Flights must be arranged before reaching Australia; Ansett has similar
program...reach KI via ferry from Adelaide or a 30-minute commuter flight on
small SAAB aircraft w/reasonable fares, limited baggage...Adelaide nearest E-6
processing...220 volts/50 cycles with Australian outlets...no chamber on
island...c-cards required...decent gear for rent, but limited wet/dry suit
sizes...aluminum 80s, 3,000 psi...no Nitrox...oxygen, first aid, and radio on
boat...Australia requires passports valid 6 months beyond date of stay plus
visas from all but New Zealanders. Visitor visas available free from the
airline...nights in mid-November in the 50s, daytime upper 70s...water temps
range from 57° in Nov. to 70° Jan.-March. Dive season Nov.-April; Jan.-March best
for LSDs...no health hazards, water and food quite safe…