The Northern Krill

Picture and text:  Rudolf Svensen

The Northern Krill is swarming in the night. It gathers in front of the pilot light on my strobe in a large obscure ball. I can feel a pricking along the edge of my mask where the small animals are crawling. To get images of anything else than krill in this environments are impossible. In an attempt to dispose of these small buggers, I turn off all my lights and rest at the bottom in complete darkness. I can feel the pricking in my face declines and looks towards my dive buddy, Leif. He is apparently having more fun with the krill than I am. It seems like he is attempting to collect all the krill in this fjord. I move closer and shoot some images of the thick swarm with Leif in the middle.
Then I turn and switch on my light in a second attempt to capture some images of a beautiful Wiff at the bottom. But I fail. Only seconds after my light is on, the krill is back.
Damn! I signal Leif and together we drop off the shelf and peaceful sinks down against The Korsfjords unfathomable depths.
Maybe the Northern Krill will not find us there?