Carrie went to the bridge early to get a parking spot as we knew a beautiful Saturday afternoon high tide would bring the Mongolian hordes charging across the Asian steppe right to Riviera Beach. Sure enough, they were there in full force. Standing room only. Anyway, the strategy worked and we had a good spot from which to launch our dive. All the picnic tables were taken so we took the gear to a concrete footer next to the water's edge and set up there. Worked out fine. The three divers we accompanied were rewarded with a seahorse, a big octopus, a mantis shrimp, many juvenile french and gray angelfish, AND...the small white FROGFISH which we think might be a juvenile striated frogfish. If anyone knows for sure, we'd appreciate the information. My computer read eighty-one degrees throughout the dive. Carrie's read seventy-eight. The choppy seas offshore gave us ten to fifteen feet of vis. Vis was actually better out at the channel which is unusual. We were all very comfortable in 3mm wetsuits for our one hour, thirty-eight minute dive. Get in the water, Ham
