http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/tags/marktipple/ Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:35 -0800 Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:35 -0800 http://www.flickr.com/ http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/buddyicons/50236635@N08.jpg?1328275457#50236635@N08 http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/tags/marktipple/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358439435/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358439435/" title="Ghost"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8367/8358439435_dcfa4c8e13_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Ghost" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:35 -0800 2012-12-22T20:45:16-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8358439435 Ghost <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358438741/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358438741/" title="Trail"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8196/8358438741_2f1c15e06d_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Trail" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:32 -0800 2012-12-22T20:43:33-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8358438741 Trail <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359501944/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359501944/" title="Melody"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8043/8359501944_eb4c2dbb68_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Melody" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:32 -0800 2012-12-29T21:02:40-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8359501944 Melody <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358439943/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8358439943/" title="Crimson"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8505/8358439943_e6dfa8bffe_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Crimson" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:33 -0800 2012-12-15T20:50:56-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8358439943 Crimson <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502882/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502882/" title="Angel"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8237/8359502882_0401d48519_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Angel" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:34 -0800 2012-12-29T20:45:18-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8359502882 Angel <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502274/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502274/" title="Myth"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8238/8359502274_35fb5af0fd_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Myth" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:35 -0800 2012-12-28T20:59:44-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8359502274 Myth <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502994/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8359502994/" title="Apprentice"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8213/8359502994_b9f27c35ac_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Apprentice" /></a></p> <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:51:33 -0800 2012-12-22T20:49:42-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8359502994 Apprentice <p>An image came to mind some time ago.<br /> <br /> I was in the middle of a two day drive, miles from the ocean, when an image appeared and simply wouldn't go away.<br /> <br /> I spent the last few months planning, upgrading my underwater gear and waiting until the weather was right until I tried to capture it.<br /> <br /> On sunset I waded into the ocean, steadied the tripod, held my breath while pressing the shutter and thirty seconds later an image appeared on the screen.<br /> <br /> I hated it.<br /> <br /> It was so close to what I had been imagining I was surprised, but it was boring to shoot - and I was already bored of looking at it.<br /> <br /> <br /> Defeated, I walked to the shallows, holding the tripod in a way that the underwater housing was upside down bouncing while I walked. I mindlessly pressed the shutter button - a silent protest to what the tripod represented - and the resulting image was more interesting to me than what I had set out to capture.<br /> <br /> Thirty minutes after the sun sets.</p> MarkTipple ocean sunset sun seascape landscape underwater coastal marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240959200/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240959200/" title="Vacant"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8477/8240959200_c388ac1b90_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Vacant" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:24 -0800 2012-11-14T10:56:45-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8240959200 Vacant <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240962312/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240962312/" title="Mystic"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8341/8240962312_36cfc97f2a_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Mystic" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:15 -0800 2012-11-15T14:43:49-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8240962312 Mystic <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240959366/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240959366/" title="Dunes"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8061/8240959366_a772073ebe_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Dunes" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:23 -0800 2012-11-15T15:03:44-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8240959366 Dunes <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239894057/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239894057/" title="Burning"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8483/8239894057_900b63279d_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Burning" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:16 -0800 2012-11-14T10:54:03-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239894057 Burning <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239891025/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239891025/" title="Threads"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8340/8239891025_808378bd76_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Threads" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:15 -0800 2012-11-14T11:17:46-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239891025 Threads <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240961462/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240961462/" title="Sign"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8208/8240961462_b97fd3611c_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Sign" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:17 -0800 2012-11-15T14:55:13-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8240961462 Sign <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239893203/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239893203/" title="MareVida_11"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8482/8239893203_01162d7cb9_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="MareVida_11" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:18 -0800 2012-11-15T15:03:31-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239893203 MareVida_11 <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892843/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892843/" title="Straight"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8059/8239892843_690dceb87c_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Straight" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:19 -0800 2012-11-13T10:18:37-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239892843 Straight <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892155/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892155/" title="Tamba"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8208/8239892155_0c9d873e1d_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Tamba" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:22 -0800 2012-11-15T15:14:20-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239892155 Tamba <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892301/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239892301/" title="Sina"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8482/8239892301_0bffd8213c_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Sina" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:21 -0800 2012-11-13T10:20:23-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239892301 Sina <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239893661/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239893661/" title="Blister"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8070/8239893661_f8643ef041_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Blister" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:17 -0800 2012-11-14T11:00:39-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239893661 Blister <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239891759/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8239891759/" title="Sans"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8057/8239891759_d45ca85a5a_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Sans" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:23 -0800 2012-11-15T15:12:16-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8239891759 Sans <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240960574/ <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/marktipple/">MarkTipple</a> posted a photo:</p> <p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marktipple/8240960574/" title="Path"><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8342/8240960574_d2cbf783e4_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="Path" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> Sun, 02 Dec 2012 23:39:19 -0800 2012-11-14T11:01:30-08:00 nobody@flickr.com (MarkTipple) tag:flickr.com,2004:/photo/8240960574 Path <p><a href="http://www.marktipple.com/marevida" rel="nofollow">www.marktipple.com/marevida</a><br /> <br /> &quot;I'm done bro, I'm done.&quot;<br /> <br /> With those few words Mike rose to his feet in ankle deep water and began the 10 minute walk towards shore, dodging thick black urchins and sharp reef outcrops while assessing his wounds. Even from behind the waves I could see a stream of blood run down his arm, and t-shirt turn red across his shoulders.<br /> <br /> This was in the first hour of a 10 day shoot.<br /> <br /> We both knew the reefs on the island were shallow; we'd been there before and surfed the waves, but shooting The Underwater Project dictates no boards and definitely no wetsuits - meaning the danger of losing skin was increased tenfold.<br /> With a wary eye watching for rogue waves I watched as Mike left the water, he stumbled on a few urchin spines adding insult to injury; and I wondered if there was something else that I could shoot underwater.<br /> <br /> After a few technical adjustments (read : complete confusion with new gear I wasn't experienced with); the Mare Vida series found me.</p> MarkTipple ocean red coral photography surf underwater wave pacificocean reef tropics marktipple