Wyatt was soon to follow and could hardly see Danny’s light once on the bottom. Danny had made quick work of kicking up as much of the bottom as he could in his effort to make it back. Wyatt looked at his glowing compass and started swimming ashore following 010 degrees. About 30 yards ahead off to the left he noticed what looked like a long board travel bag, big and silver on the bottom between two small finger reefs. Realizing he probably just bought two pitchers of beer he glanced at his... Sign in to see full entry.