“Hallelujah!” exclaimed the old man. His young apprentice, no older than the age of twelve ran over to hand the old man his other Nikonos loaded with black and white film. The boat rocked side to side. The boy was feelings a small case of seasickness flurry up under his throat - although he would never tell this to the old man. The old man dove back over the side of the dinghy to photograph the miracle below. This morning, the water was rough and the current pulled hard to the East. While the ocean looked tempting, the boy was never one to confuse ambition with ability. He waited patiently, filling the air with the sound of his thoughts. For two long minutes he waited for that excited old man to resurface once again.