The almost 400-mile journey to Eyemouth flew by as I was on my way to my second sea diving trip following Falmouth and I was eager to get back into the water again. The sun was shining for the bank holiday weekend and the wind was in our favour with good conditions for diving.

Eyemouth is just across the Scottish border, it’s quite difficult to tell and without a keen eye you might miss the three signs and several saltires that let you know you’re entering Scotland.

We stayed at the recently refurbished Ship’s Quarters and were quick to explore the town on arrival. On our doorstep we found the catamaran that would take us out the next day, WaveDancer, sharing the harbour with a rather plump seal. I was excited to dive as I had heard that Eyemouth and St Abbs are known for having some of the “best sub 30m dives in the UK and Europe” which was great for us newly qualified Ocean Divers.

On day one, after we had walked off our full English breakfasts, we had our first dive at the Barnyard and our second at Big Green Carr. I was told there would be points for spotting wolf-fish, commonly found in Arctic waters they can’t be found much further south than Eyemouth. The visibility at both sites was around 5 meters and there was so much life to see: walls of dead men’s fingers, anemones, and the carpet of brittle stars I had been told about but no wolf-fish. I excitedly pointed out the first sun star I found to Colin with my torch, different to anything we had seen yet, but quickly lost count of how many we saw.

As well as a great day diving, my first time on a hard boat was luxury – a lift out of the water rather than the undignified wriggle out of the water into a RIB, homemade shortbread and coffee handed to you and a toilet! We returned to shore for ice cream and dinner (in that order) and got a great night’s sleep.

We started the second day building sandcastles on the beach, which got quite competitive (sandcastles were trodden on). With our buckets and spades came ‘Finley and friends’, each bucket came with a different creature mould, a fish, seahorse, crab and starfish. So of course, we named them all, attached them to weights, and took them diving with us. The visibility on day two was a little less than the first day but there was still a lot to see. Our second dive was on a wreck (which some of us found). Comb jellies floated around us and Peter and I spent a while staring at a ‘long stringy jelly thing’ which neither of us had ever seen before. With a bit of research post-dive, we discovered it was a siphonophorae, these jelly creatures are the longest animals on the planet.

On our last day we started the day with a wreck dive on the Shadwan, a steamer wreck from Victorian times. The visibility was better on day three but the water felt colder, around 7⁰C. One pair saw a tiny cuttlefish and an octopus, but still none of us had seen a wolf-fish. Our second dive was at Wuddy Rocks we saw a lumpsucker perched on a shelf which is quite rare for the shallow depth we were at. Emma tried to show two other buddy pairs – the first time we were ignored and the second time we went back to find it and couldn’t. We then tried to communicate underwater what we were trying to find, I’ve found it’s easier to explain once you’re back on the boat.

The waters are still a bit too cold for fish at this time of year and although the elusive wolf-fish had evaded us, by the end of the weekend we’d seen a cuttlefish, an octopus, a lumpsucker, wrasse, pollock, crabs, soft corals, anemones and more. The weekend had flown by and in slightly damp thermals it was time to head back down south, I’m already looking forward to the next trip.

Izzy Coleman-Wood