Another time three buddies & I were on “libbo” in the Seychelles Islands. We went snorkeling & one guy, Mac wasn’t a very good swimmer. The locals had warned us to get rid of all jewelry or other items that may reflect light, etc. The locals had said they get a lot of Mako shark & while they’re badass I have no interest in being trapped in its mouth. Fuck that shit.
The water was crystal clear. You walk on the rocks, coral, etc & in one place it’s knee deep & you swim 30 feet over 100 ft of water to another rock. Y’all get the idea.
So, we three were quite a ways out in the water when Mac decides to yell “Shark, shark!” Needless to say we’re less than pleased at this news. We get back in & Mac is laughing & telling us “Just kidding.”
One of my buddy’s & I formed our plan of attack. We coerced Mac into deeper water & we swam under him. We raked our fingernails from his thighs down & pulled him under water. Mac freaked the fuck out. The dude straight up panicked. He finally made it back to shore. He was fucking pissed. I explained that turnabout is fair play & he shut up & played the “pouty pants” role. Good times.
Okay another Oki water story this one not so good.
We were at Schwab for our deployment and if it weren't a Marine base it would have been one of the nicest places Id ever been so far in life.
Our barracks were right on the edge of the seawall one story slab on grade - all windows - that required cleaning sea spray every Thursday night.
When we ere not training or cleaning we went off the seawall to the beach and swam among the rocks.
One weekend a few of us were out there taking pictures underwater with he AquaSnappy.
We had one mask three or four of us were sharing and I had the mask with me. The water was unusually cloudy from a rain storm the night before.
One of the Marines hit something in the water and told me to check out what was down below. water probably 8-12 feet deep right off the rocks.
I ducked and started to circle the area he was concerned about as I went deeper I started to make out the 10 million Budweiser cans Marines had tossed into the ocean.
Than through the haze I saw a white sneaker.
As I got closer I saw a white sock, with a calf and instant freak out swim to shore.
I had sea snakes in mind.
When I got on land the other Marines came out of the water asking "WTF?"
I said "Hey this is what I saw but I 'm not sure I saw what I saw" and explained what I saw.
One of the guys was a Corporal grabbed the mask and hopped in circling around but not finding anything in the haze.
We decided I didnt see anything.
Later that day the JP came to shore another swimming Marine had pulled out a Marine that slipped off the high cliff the night before into the water.
When my First Sgt heard about what we saw that AM he called me in front of him.
He asked "WTF?" and I told him "Hey I never saw a dead body and not expecting one while Im swimming I kind of freaked out?"
He cocked his head and said he had never seen a whole dead body and could understand. The First Sgt was Terry Bennington and was likely the last Marine to leave the Embassy compound in Saigon.
It was like the movies "Stand by Me" and "Full Metal Jacket " combined.
Kind of funny in a way but the dead Marine had a wife and kids.