TravelsBulgaria) armed with a small shield (in Greek
pelta), spear and sword, who were precisely
called peltasts.
The dive begins with a controlled descent
along a rope tied to the bow, where we
moored our boat.
During the descent into the blue, in the midst
of a slight current, we start to glimpse the
imposing ship mast, where the first forms
of marine life paved their way, growing un-
disturbed between the plates, transforming
these lifeless and obscure places into their
perfect natural habitat.
My camera and I start here our first shots,
ready to immortalize the countless feather
duster worms surrounding the mast.
Exploring a sunken wreck, where people
have tragically lost their lives little more than
five decades ago, leaves you speechless.
All of a sudden, continuing the descent along
the mast, you begin to glimpse an indistinct
shape, a blurred silhouette that initially con-
fuses, but at the same time arouses an in-