We were leaving in the afternoon, once the dive boat returned to Hotel Kayla, so we had to check out by 8am to have the rooms cleaned, but we still did not have enough diving yet. At the last minute, we decided to do another self-guided dive, this time around Diamond Cay, the island right across from the Jewel Cay. We divided the responsibilities around the same as last time, and we jumped in the water; we saw more sea pearls as well as the resident porcupine fish, who swam along with us for a while. What we didn´t realise from above water is that while Diamond Cay is a round island, the reason for its name is the shape of the coral that surrounds it, which threw me for a loop when we kept on diving in one direction along the wall without turning. We did make it safely back after about an hour, but not before a few tense moments when I was considering the long surface swim back if we came up at the wrong place. The important accomplishment is that we completed our second self-guided dive, and we were really proud of that. By the time we put our equipment away we saw Miss Kary return, went to grab our bags and say our goodbyes to everyone from Captain Morgan´s.

We got a ride back to East Harbour, went inside the dive shop to settle our bill, while at the same time calling around to find a room for the night. We finally found a 3 person room at Hotel Bavaria, and went there to drop off our bags; this had to be one of the smallest rooms I have ever seen. From the door you would step right into the bed, from which you could roll over and end up in the bathroom, which we were convinced used to be a closet before it was converted. Either way, it was simply a place to sleep for the night, so we didn´t say much about it since we wouldn´t be spending too much time there. We went back into town to use the internet (there was no access on the Cays) and then did some shopping for our sailing trip. While we were using the internet, we did some research about Roatan, our next destination after Cayos Cochinos, and we were more than a little dissapointed. Everything was either fully booked or so out of our budget that after a quick conference we all decided that we wanted to spend our last few days together in a place that was affordable and we felt comfortable in, so we returned to Captain Morgan´s to tell them we were be back on the cays in a few days, after the sailing trip. We met up with everyone at the dive shop, after the arrival of the afternoon ferry, and once they closed down we all headed out for dinner at Dave´s, where coincidentally Dave the DMT happened to work. After dinner we said goodvye to Sam, Steve, Anouk, Ian and Koki and went back to the hotel since we had an early morning start to meet Captain Rusty.

Since we were leaving for our sailing trip to Cayos Cochinos these were to be our last boat dives from Miss Kary with Captain Morgan's. We were very excited as the decision was made to head to the south side of Utila, specifically to do a wreck dive, right in Utila harbour. The ship is called The Halliburton, sunk specifically for diving reasons 30 m below the sea level. Because this was a deep dive, we knew that it would last less than the others, since air consumption is increased the deeper we dove. We first dropped off the open water students at a shallower site close by, then our turn came - we descended straight down to the bottom, slowly to give us a chance to equalize properly, and we found ourselves looking up at a huge ship. We first circled it at the bottom, then rose a few meters and went over, and then right into the cargo hull. There were even pockets of air from all the other divers who have passed through, and we heard stories of people taking out their regulators to breath normally at 30 m depth, something we did not dare try due to nitrogen narcosis (the hallucinogenic effect of diving in deep water).

We then continued to rise a few more meters, went around the cabin, and then right through it - it is a bit of a rite of passage when exploring the Halliburton to be inside of the cabin, at the helm of the ship, pretending to be the underwater captain. There is even a poster above the helm that claims "Jesus was a Pirate!", so everytime we heard that expression after our dive we knew it was coming from someone who had explored the wreck. Unfortunately our experience at the Halliburton did not last that long, and about half an hour later, after a 5 minute mandatory safety stop we got back on the boat to go retrieve the others from the nearby site. Our surface time was spent traveling to our second location, named Little Bight. This site was well known for its seahorses, and we were also looking forward to it since we had never seen them before (outside of an aquarium anyway). Our two Aussie friends, Ian and Koki, had taken out the camera that day, and they promised to share them with us. We saw at least 5 different sea horses, though not quite what you would expect after watching "The Little Mermaid" as they were mostly green like seaweeds, and again, there was no singing, dancing or crab with a Jamaican accent playing steeldrums. We also saw many brown garden eels, which looked like sea grass until we approached them and they retreated in the sand. After the dives, our regular schedule continued, we had lunch at Fishburgers, and then a quick snorkel in the afternoon, followed by sunset and dinner with Koki and Ian at Cayview Restaurant. The evening was topped off by watching shooting stars above us and lightning in the distance, feeling a bit sad that we were leaving the following day.