I look around and I’m able to see what fascinates and captures me the most: water.
I’m really attracted by it, when submerged I’m a free spirit, it instils me peace, staring at its varsity I feel fused as a tiny living part of it, deeply shocked and thrilled at the same time, my mind is slow nonetheless it remains open and active recording this memorable scenes…memories that I’m craving to pin in my mind through photos and words.
All this emotions were unleashed by a loch…I heard rumours about this place and since then the idea to orchestrate an immersion was glittering in my mind, finally i had that chance when I met Maria, a member of the Assoscuba association that along with the president Lello Capasso, invited me to the city of Posta Fibreno (Frosinone), where’s located the namesake’s loch, in the countryside. The crystal clear water, creates play of reflections of weeping willow and you can hear loud the honk of the geese.
Wholeheartedly welcomed by the association, the morning of the immersion I met Maria, Lello, Raffaele and Riccardo that put at my disposal the headquarters of “il punto blu”. I’m utterly speechless when I met Antonio Faiola, one of the 12 scuba divers that dedicated to the loch and its inhabitants a cross that can be admired in the deepest point of the loch (about 15m). Made of steel and platinum, every year in August’s first weekend the cross resurfaces thanks to the cooperation of many under water’s associations during the event of “Festa del crocifisso e del subacqueo”.
Eagerly awaiting with my buddy Pierluigi, we begin this lovely immersion that from the start leaves us breathless, we’re submerged in 5 metres of water, on a bank of the loch and then suddenly the horizon widens and we found ourselves in the centre of the loch, a basin tub awaits us and placed in the middle of it is the cross, rays of lights enlighten the area around it of a blue , a blue known to all divers, what a magnificent view.
I circle round the cross thrilled, my buddy already knows where to place himself, i try to get a hold of myself, must be concentrated, even it is really hard, i must set the camera properly, once again I’ve missed my chance to shoot a perfect picture since I’m far too much an emotional person…even if the water is 10 degrees, usually referred to as “icy”, i don’t feel it at all due to my exalting state.
WORDS and PICTURES by Immacolata Moccia
