We swim through a torpedo hole around the huge hull and over decks teaming with corals and anemones and lumpfish. I've been told the funnels and lifeboats are gone, but I had no idea that everything else would be so well preserved.
Rick has suggested we sing to attract the whales because whales also sing. It's not easy to carry a tune when you have a snorkel in your mouth, but I hum "Amazing Grace."