My Favorite Diving

(Sung to “My Favorite Things”)

Black banded sea kraits and large tiger cowries

Leaf fish and stonefish that scoot cross the floor seas

Whip coral

Gobis and yellow jaw fish smiles for all

These creatures ive traveled the miles.

Schooling black snapper and chromis wearing jammies

Bubble coral shrimp and anemone fish families

Hawksbills and spotted rays that fly if on wings, these are a few of my favorite things

When the dive ends, when its surface time, when we need a break, I cant wait to go back to  the restaurant resort to eat what the staff has baked.

Pancit and dragon fruit and fresh tuna poki

Josh Comay’s photo tips, our

Kids singing karaoke

sarong tying lessons and a village tour stop

Kids Sea Camp Wakatobi really does rock.

So if you’re thinking bout a family trip and really want to dive, Ask Margo and Top about Wakatobi resort for an adventure to come alive.

Diving with Kids Sea Camp

Sung by Wakatobi V + Wsconsin


Evening Everyone

No need to rush.

You’re on vacation

Lets take it nice and easy…

(Sung to the tune of “Proud Mary”)

Left the US for Wakatobi

Seeking bluer water and sunny skies

Now we’re here in Indonesia,

Cant wait to hit the water,

Catch up with KSC friends

And dive, dive, dive


Kids Sea Camp brings us new pleasures

Exploring vast ocean treasures.

Year we’re diving, diving,



Diving with Kids Sea Camp

Diving with Kids Sea Camp

Wake up every mornin at 6 o’clock,

Hurry eat your breakfast and get down to the dock.

Oh the teen boat’s gonna leave

And we’ll have

fun for the day.

Ditching sons and daughters yeah, its our turn to play


First day out… There was a branded sea krait

Winding through the house reef like a black and white snake

On the house’s own reef I saw orangutan crab, a crocodile fish, and gobis doing the dab.


Symbiosis is going on with gobi fish and their shrimps, puffer fish and cleaners, anemone and clownfish,

Brad’s gonna try to take our picture,

Jesse’s got the right  light, snapping all our memories, making our smiles bright.


The Bonaire Poetry winners

Let it go! Steals the show!

What a first poetry contest of Kids Sea Camp of the KSC summer! We had everything; deep thoughtful, personal and funny poems — and then we had Tanya Conklin.

Kids Sea Camp, Poetry, Buddy Dive, Bonaire

Tanya Conklin enjoys the joys of her families first Kids Sea Camp vacation in Bonaire at Buddy Dive Resort.

Tanya Conklin, the mother of two beautiful daughters was quiet and reserved all week. Pleasant, kind and (well, just a very nice unassuming person). She had a smile on her face all week and said “good morning” at breakfast everytime she saw me.

But on poetry night, Tanya blasted into Frozen’s “Let it Go” with such force everyone was awestruck. Not only was it the best performance of the night, it might well be one of the best performances of the KSC summer. Tanya Conklin really knows how to “Let it go.”

(To the tune of Frozen’s Let it Go)

The wind blows strong on Bonaire tonight
Not a frogfish to be seen
It’s a kingdom of wrasse and blennies
Look, there goes a Queen
The current’s raging like the kids at drop off time
I know they would like it
If only they would try
I must get in
I must go see
Be the good diver I always have to be
No touch, No take
The rules for me
I’m free!
Down Below 
Down Below
Can’t stay topside anymore
Down Below
Down Below
Put my gear on and giant stride
Here I dive in the night or day
Let the boat capsize!
Depth never bothered me anyway.

Tanya Conklin

Sacred Shapes

by Jess Reese

In an arid world, searching for a Golden Mean.
The maple’s triangle, Orion the Hunter’s hourglass,
The river’s sinuous serpentine.
This thirst is only quenched in a drenched domain.
Lost in the labyrinth of boulders.
Transfixed by a jelly’s translucent shoulders.
Ascending the spirals of feathery Christmas trees,
I marvel at the harmony of spheres,
And allow myself to be seduced by the symmetry
Of encrusting creatures.
The perfect circle of the inhale and the exhale.
God’s Geometry.
-Jess Reese, 6/25/15
Bonaire; Kids Sea Camp

Vernon White’s Poem:

Cow fish, hog fish

Eels, oh my!

Then it appeared:

Charlie’s giant eye!!

I swam, he swam

I looked, he looked back at me

Two bodies, enjoying the Carribean sea

Thanks Kids Sea Camp!


Jackie Horak’s Poem:

New friends, new swims

Scuba = Yes!

Smoothies, parrot fish

Donkeys = Check!

And glass-bottom jellyfish fields =

Let us never forget!

Thank you Kids Sea Camp!

Life Is (by Darrel Reese)

Life is

    a series of splashes

smiles hidden by snorkels and masks

giggles heard only by fish

Life is

    a descent into the unknown

leaving a trail of bubbles

the sorrow of certain ascent

Life is

    the sinuous swim in seeking

a slow paddle of curiosity

dances choreographed in a universal language

Life is

    a feeding frenzy

a spectrum of fleeting apparitions

memories recorded by the circuitry of eye and mind

Life is

   the clink of conversation

classy stories and classless jokes

beacons of light painted on a dark canvas

Life is

    an album of many collections

filled with personal reflections

shared celebrations and disappointments

Life is

the inhale at sunrise

meandering footprints in the sand

the exhale of sunset

Life is fun

    Life is family

Family is life.

Kids Sea Camp in Bonaire

Is my June affair.

Diving first time at age 12 is

Serious fun under the Sun.

Sure we feel we’re on the run,

Early morning after we rise,

Adventure is ahead of us.

Campers we all are,

Adults and kids alike.

Make the best of ourselves,

Pack away fun and experience.

Written by Daniel and Zsolt Orban, read by Daniel

Kids Sea Camp news: Poetry recount!

Poetry Recount!

Request for a recount comes the day after contest

Columbia, South Carolina, Kids Sea Camp offices
Anse Chastanet Beach

Anse Chastanet has something for the “non-diver” in all of us; Incredible beaches, a peaceful lagoon for swimming and snorkeling and a delightful beach bar to watch the amazing sunset on St. Lucia.


In a rare and unusual request from an anonymous source received the letter was sent to Tom Peyton, Vice-President of Kids Sea Camp and Family Dive Adventures on Saturday, November 29th.

The letter clearly states a feeling of discrimination from the “non-divers” by the Kids Sea Camp “all divers” panel that could possibly impact the choices made by the judges. The poem in question was written and performed during the poetry night on Friday, November 28th. In fact, the team, in protest would like to relinguish their prizes. This is the first time in the 15 year history of the contest such a request has ever been made.

“We are looking into the seriousness of the accusations,” Tom Peyton responded to the letter, “It is our corporate policy to looking into any dissatisfaction from any of our families. Even the appearance of any prejudice would be considered a major issue for us. We have a private investigations team dealing with the issue.”

The protest letter even calls into question the accuracy of Peyton’s homemade clap-o-meter. The device, made from the Vice-President’s two arms, two hands and ears reflects the power of the applause by the group.

“My clap-o-meter, yeah, it’s part of the issue,” Peyton laughed, “We have been looking for an affordable replacement for it for years. But we have not been able to find a solution.”

When asked about changing the outcome of the contest Peyton responded, “We believe in our contest and the outcome will not change. But, it’s doesn’t mean some sort of corrective action isn’t going to take place.”

Kids Sea Camp: St. Lucia Poetry

What an amazing night of poetry

The poetry night always held on the last night of the Kids Sea Camp week is normally a special night. But this week at St. Lucia seemed even more remarkable than normal. Maybe it was the gentle rain with the moon dancing in-between the clouds  that brought our families prose and verve a little more to the surface. There was a little more energy and edge during the night.
As Dylan Thomas would say:
No one went quietly into that good night.
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night

This poetry contest live up to the Thomas’ poem. A memorable night — a special night — that Margo and I will remember forever. Thank you all for putting so much effort into the evening.

Anse Chastanet, rainbows, Kids Sea Camp, ocean, St. Lucia

Let’s go chasing rainbows. In Anse Chastanet, during the Kids Sea Camp Thanksgiving week we saw five single rainbows and two double rainbows spreading across the caribbean sky.


First place: Teen Boat Dive Briefing, The Poem

By Tyler Jenss

Today our dive will go sixty feet deep,
And forty five minutes is the time to keep.
To get in the water, just do a big stride,
Then fill up your BC and wait for your guide.
When you get the Ok, you can start to go down,
And put in your regulator so that you don’t drown.
Watch for rocks and sand, because they can go fast,
And if you see an eel you may get harassed,
But if it starts coming towards you just give it a kick,
And keep an eye out for some slippery dick.
When you get two thumbs up, start to head to the surface,
But don’t go too fast ‘cause you’ll make Kenton nervous.
Swimming straight to the boat can lead to decapitation,
This would undoubtedly ruin your family vacation!
When you get to the ladder, go up one-at-a-time,
First take off your fins and then start to climb.
A bang from the boat means an issue atop,
So ascend at one-foot-per-second with no safety stop.
If you hear there’s a problem, don’t ask any questions,
Just go to the surface and then wait for directions.
Keep an eye on your air, and let it be known,
Seven hundred pounds is our caution zone.
If you run out of air, do not be upset,
And the number one rule is, try not to get wet!

First place

By Emma Svitil

When swimming around in the deep ocean blue,
I’ve found some thoughts that just come to you.
Granted some are silly, like my hot dog joke.
But others are profound and need to be written.
We’ve reached many epiphanies down there in the blue,
and now I’d like to share one of mine with you.
The first dive I went on I saw many a thing.
I saw corals, rocks and some long lost ring,
but the one thing I saw that really stood out…
Was none other than the trumpet fish with his long snout!
I remember him clearly as I swam through the arch.
He was silver and shiny and made my heart lurch!
Afterwards as I swam on, thinking on this,
I realized-with me, there was something amiss.
See I’ve always thought I was different and special,
much like this fish I was shiny and precious.
But I suddenly realized that no one else cared.
They didn’t remember that trumpet fish there.
No one on a dive boat says “Did you see that?”
About the poor trumpet fish and others like that.
All everyone cares about is rarity and size.
But they don’t believe unless they see it with their eyes.
I think some of us believe we are fish in the pack.
We’re trout’s and the guppies and the gold fish snacks.
We’re here for a while, we swim around, float.
Then we get eaten or kidnapped or both!
And we think no one cares, we think no one has noticed.
We see the divers swim on, and we see them demote us.
They turn us into another object, a thing.
A backdrop for all that they want to be seeing.
And maybe it’s true.  Maybe we are just some fish.
But that’s not important, what’s important is this:
I will never forget that one trumpet fish.
That fish was so special, he couldn’t be missed.
At least by me, see, that’s where it counts.
I can travel the world; I can make my rounds,
 But I won’t forget him and that’s where its true
That that is how somebody feels about you.
For most of the divers you may not be special.
They’ll swim on by, and then they’ll just board the vessel.
They they’ll leave and forget and move on to the next. But for one person, just maybe, they’ll stay and they’ll rest.
They’ll take all the pictures; they’ll put you in logs.
They’ll remember there depth and the exact time and all.
Or the things that happened the moment they saw you
That one special fish
The best of all

Second place

60’s Diving Medley: (sung to the tunes of Nat King Cole’s “Love” and The Weavers “Lion Sleeps Tonight”)
By the Molkentin Family
S: is for the Sea that we explore.
C: keeps us Coming back for more and more
U: is the Underwater life galore
B:  The Bubbles
And A: we sure Adore. Kids Sea Camp.

Divin’ trips with kids sea camp are just the best
They fulfill our family’s diving quests.

Kids sea camp’s shown us  new spots on the map
Utila, Bonaire,  Palau
The Grenadines, St. Lucia and Yap
Come, along and join the family fun
Kids dive safe
Under Margo’s thumb

Grab your mask, your fins.
Strap on your BCD
See the peacock flounders, trumpet fish
And anemone

Dive KSC from dawn to dusk each day
Night Dive with the  needle fish that dot the bay

We  love the fringing coral
And the fish
That this trip would never end
Is our only wish…Because

we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, we came to dive

St. Lucia is a small sovereign island
in the East Car rib Be an Sea
Land of cultural history, gracious, smiling people
The Pitons and  Anse Chastanet

Anse Chastanet offers sanctuary, a safety haven
For turtles, fish and ray
St, Lucians protect and honor
their living treasures
So ecology will stay

we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh, we came to dive

We saw glass eyed  snapper, and parrotfish
And yellow headed wrasse.
spiny lobster, big crusty crabs
And spotted eels in the grass.

Our kids’ favorite fish swam along the rocks
It was called the slippery dick
The green sea turtle and octopus
Were my own most  favorite picks!

we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh,  we came to dive

The ca- ta- Marran took us all on a voyage
To see the sun set and bats fly
A little champagne, appetizers and dancing
We wish we could have stayed all night
We learned herbal healing
rode bikes through the Jungle
Sampled chocolate and played in the sand
Dining right next to the beach was cool
As was listening to the steel drum band

we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
we came to dive.    we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh,  we came to dive

Thanks Kids Sea Camp
Thanks Scuba St. Lucia
This Thanksgiving week was really cool
Anse Chastanet is a special place
A real Caribbean jewel.

we came to dive. we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
we came to dive.    we came to dive.  we came to dive.  we came to dive
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh, ooh… we came to dive

Third place

(sung to the tune of theme song for the Spiderman cartoon)

By Peter Hays
Kids Sea Camp
Kids Sea Camp
Loves to get their divers damp
Aquatic life of every size
Swimming by before their eyes
Look out- here comes Kids Sea Camp!
Can they dive?
Take it from me,
They’ve been diving in every sea
Can they swim through the waves?
Dude, these divers are really brave!
Look there- there goes Kids Sea Camp!
In the darkness of night
Their dive lights will shine
With the beams of their lights,
The reef life they will find.
Kids Sea Camp
Kids Sea Camp
International Kids Sea Camp
Everywhere they explore
Every diver comes back for more
Let’s go- diving with Kids Sea Camp!
With Margo and Tom and their crew
Kids Sea Camp explores the deep blue
With each dive there’s something new
If you want to get wet,
Your very best bet,
Is to dive with Kids Sea Camp!


Fifth place

The Non-Divers Experience
By Jessica Hart, Bailey Lavinsky and Susan Hultgren
We’re so lazy,
We don’t want to go.
We’re on vacation,
Leave us a-alone.
We’re so lazy,
Can’t you see we’re slow?
We heard it’s fun, we still don’t want to go.
Don’t go chasing waterfalls,
Stick to the oceans and beaches that you’re used to.
We know you’re gonna hike it yourself or nothing at all,
But we got two babies to haul.
Bike, bike baby
Jungle bike, bike baby
Jungle bike, bike baby
Jungle bike, bike baby
Can’t climb this!
Look man we can’t climb this.
These killer steps up and back down, No!
We can’t climb this!
Ring the shuttle. Bring it down.
It’s breakfast time!
We sleep in late, got nothing in our day.
That’s what divers say hmm-mmm,
That’s what divers say hmm-mmm,
We went to a mud bath,
But couldn’t find no mud- uh-uh! Uh-uh!
At least that’s what divers say (hmm)
That’s what divers say (hmm)

Kids Sea Camp news: A recount request sent to the KSC poetry panel 

Sixth place

By Emma Przybylo and Audrey Sarin
Now we’re all here, the whole family, all 8
Although 1 of us was a little bit late
She was detained by the wind and snow
But finally was allowed to go
We’ve all been doing our own special thing
For Raman that meant playing the guitar so Tom could sing
The kids were playing volleyball, paddle boarding and such
And Nani was relaxing, not doing too much
Sunita’s favorite part was the chocolate tasting
Tina talked about saving the ocean and not wasting
Phil’s gotten better, so now he’s around
So now all 8 are here laughing, one happy sound
Thank you Kids Sea Camp,
We’ve had so much fun
Nani, we’re ready for another one!!

By Rainer Jenss 
Thanksgiving was upon us,
To give our spirits a lift.
There really is np question,
Kids Sea Camp is a gift.
A friend is many people
Throughout our given life.
Some always seem to top the list,
And that’s Rob and his wife.
But there are many others,
The ones we met right here.
Maybe if we’re lucky.
We’ll meet up with them next year.
Thanksgiving this year was special,
It gave me time to think;
How special Kids Sea Camp really is,
Even though it went by in a blink!

By Zachary Nathanson
I love octopi
They are really great
They are super smart
And they can open jars
This poem is ending
So remember this!


By Gahan Family

The velvet ocean, the emerald peak
Kid Sea Camp arrives, but Margo can’t speak!
We carried on, thanks to Tom
And learned a lot- we didn’t stop!
Ear infections won’t get us down
We will equalize, before we leave this town
Under the sea, fish will be
Fish will be, right next to me
Eels around, I swim around
No sharks in sight, all is good tonight.
Biking the mountain above the sea,
Oh no! I fell down- blood I see!
And now the week is gone-
Just when we learned how to put our wetsuits on.
Goodbye for now, we will meet again,
The sun is down, I’m leaving this town.

By Montgomery,  Thorsten and Remington Hart
I am a coral in the deep blue sea,
Everyone wants to come see me!
I am big, white and awesome,
Come see me so we can have some fun!
I am an octopus swimming in the sea,
Divers are always looking for me!
There is no place I’d rather be,
But hiding in a reed instead of a tree!
I am the waves crashing in,
Everybody wants to hop in!
Carrying shells and sand, with every crash,
High tide, low tide, it won’t be my last!
Diving vacations go so fast!

By Lilly Blakey
Climb aboard the Lucky T and come explore the ocean with me
60 foot below you’ll see Stuart is lower than he should be
Jim’s at the surface with no air
Asa’s flailing with no care
Trey’s fast asleep on the boat
Jim’s barely got enough air to float
Susan is as cold as can be
And they all wish they could dive like me

Galapagos Poem

Title: Galapagos  by Marie Eve Leclerc 2014

When the plane first landed in the Galapagos,
I had tears in my eyes
I couldn’t believe that I was here
Breathing the same air as the Galapagos’s animals
That I would walk on those mythical islands
Following the steps of so many explorers before me
That I would dive with whale sharks and other giants of the sea
Tracking back the evolution of life to their roots
Those tears were just the beginning
Of something amazing and incredible
And now that I look back on what I’ve seen
I consider myself lucky
Lucky to have lived this adventure
Lucky to have seen that much in my life at such a young age
Lucky to have dived into those seas
Lucky to have met all of you
Those tears were meant to be
When I will leave
Those tears will be in my eyes again
But I will be smiling
Thinking about all those moments passed with great people
Those tears aren’t sad tears
But nostalgic tears
This another Kids Sea Camp  trip will be sealed in my memory forever
And all of this because of those tears.

Utila, Kids Sea Camp poems

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Perfect 10

By The Ward family,  Week one winner

Oh, beautiful Utila, what an adventure you’ve been,

Laguna Beach resort has earned a “perfect 10.”

The whole staff was so kind, the crew second to none,

Underwater or on land we couldn’t have had more fun.

Critters and creatures everywhere, with no rhyme or reason,

They even found us Whale sharks and it’s not even the season.

The mosquitoes and no-see-ums tried to spoil our dives,

Bu the Zombie Apocalypse had them running for their lives.

Every dive was amazing, there’s no way we couldn’t win,

Kids Sea Camp Utila, we can’t wait to do it again!



Whale Shark

By Annie Myron

Whale shark, Whale shark

What do you see?

I see a human snorkeling by me.

Whale shark, Whale shark spots to and fro,

Whale shark where did you go?


Utilean Waters

By the Schaffer family

Up from the depths of the Utilean waters,

A majestic spotted beast glides past.

Up on deck of the boat we sought her,

Mask, fins and snorkel put them on fast.

Jump into the water and follow her down,

Hold our breaths with cameras steady.

Aim, point and shoot for the best picture in town

But if you blink your eyes, she will be gone already.


Passport in pocket

By The Myron family

Come divers, come snorkels,

All family and friends.

It’s off to Kids Sea Camp,

Where the fun never ends.

Passport in pocket,

Dove bag in hand.

The adventure begins,

When our feet touch the sand.

A sweetheart named Margo,

Is there from the start.

A smile so big,

And a magnificent heart.

A bold guy named Woody,

Takes our kids for a dive.

We all think ourselves,

Please bring’em back alive.

A Whale shark, a seahorse,

Our week comes to an end.

We leave Laguna Beach resort

Having made a new friend.

She walks on four legs,

And Coco’s her name.

She surely belongs,

In the Dog Hall of Fame.



By the Tappero family

U: Unlimited fun diving, fishing, kayaking, horseback riding and four-wheeling.

T: Terrific times seeing whale sharks, rays, turtles, eels and many exotic fish. A special Thanks to all who work for Laguna Beach resort for all the hard work and great service this week.

I: Intense pressure, learning the Zombie Dive and Water signs. Thanks to Woody and Kevin for all the hard work.

L: Landing and having fun with all the interesting familys from all over the world. Hope we see you all again at another Kids Sea Camp.

A: Awesome time on a great vacation thanks to Margo for all the hard work to make this such a wonderful vacation for all of us.



Grand Cayman poems 2013

Grand Cayman poems 2013

“Short and Sweet” By Lorie Johnson

The warmest of welcome from Arrie when we arrive

Under a gorgeous blue Cayman sky.


To the dive shop to meet,

The most knowledgeable divemasters found on the Cayman beat.

No offense Atatude peeps

But the Tanata gang will make you laugh to weeps!


There is Christian, historian, skippers, artist and so much more

Then you have sweet Toni with divemaster joke galore.

With pirates, presentations, photos and smores,

No one really wants to stay in doors.


Great dives, stories and unforgettable memories while dine.

Eagle rays, turtles, coral, tow lionfish culls and bonding on the “pee” tow line.

Kids Sea Camp at Cobalt Coast is a quaint, friendly and relaxing vacation.

The sounds of children playing adults laughing most certainly will make it a future destination.




“Cobalt Blue” by Vivian Rogers

Cobalt Blue

Tanata with Attitude

Everyday we’re diving


Down below

There we go

Making memories to cherish


Kids Sea Camp

Grand Cayman Isle

Bless these deeps walls forever


Cobalt Blue

DiveTech too

Missing all y’all forever.


“Here Here” by James Gerdt

A run in the morning, two dives before noon.

Has anyone seen our kids?

I’m sure we’ll see them soon.


Another dive or maybe a beer,

I wonder how long, we could stay here.

Now I’ve seen my son, but no sign of my daughter,

I’m sure she’s diving a wreck or snorkeling or something in the water.


Catching lionfish with Toni sure was fun,

We’re her first students who didn’t get stung!

Rescue diver. . .that’s what we now call David and Jim,

When I grow up I want to be just like them.


I’m hungry again —Cobalt Coast has good food,

Add a coffee smoothie and friends to brighten your mood.

It’s been a great week, but it’s time to head back to work again,

Though I’m not sure I can find my way without a drawing from Christian.

I finally found bath of my off spring.

One’s almost sleep and is that both have a new turtle thing.


Farewell friends, we’ll see you next year.

Let’s all raise a glass and shout “Here, Here.”


“Twinkle Camp” By Allison Ameo

Twinkle, Twinkle little star,

Time to go very far.

Playing, laughing and making friends,

The fun at Sea Camp never ends.


The Ocean by Chloe Mei

The ocean is a great place to swim.

You can snorkel, dive and sassy.

It’s fun to do all those three but especially with your friends.

And all you can see are fishes and trees and all the other sea animals.

It’s really cool to go in the ocean and so it’s fun for me.


“Graduation Time” by Jocelyn Ameo

When I am in the water

I tell my father

Five more minutes to go

Before my graduation show.

The time I had was very fun,

I laughed and played in the sun.

I had fun making friends

And I am sad because it’s about to end.


“Kids Sea Camp Lane” By Nick Arnel

In Grand Cayman there’s a place that they call Cobalt Coast,

Where Kids Sea Camp is having great fun everyday

All the families like to come and play

It’s an awesome stay.


On the corner there’s a dive shop they call DiveTech

Where the staff is always happy to oblige.

When you say you want to go and dive

They say A-O-K

That’ the way.

Chorus: (Penny Lane)

Kids Sea Camp is in my heart and in my soul

There beneath the deep blue ocean sea

I swim and meanwhile back


At Cobalt Coast there is a boat they call the Atutude

It will take you to the sites you want to see.

Ghost Mountain and the Kittiwake

And the Half Pipe too.


There is also a fun place that they call Turtle Farm.

Where the Sassys and the Seals went to play

Conservation is the point of view, very cool.

Chorus: (Penny Lane)

Kids Sea Camp is in my heart and in my soul

There beneath the deep blue ocean sea

I swim and meanwhile back


Nanette and Fraser set their sites on “Sting Ray City.”

Where we’re guaranteed to have a great ol’time

We got to feed the stingrays bits of squid,

It’s great to be a kid.


Now the time has come for us to sing a fond farewell

To all the new friends that we’ve made along way.

We’ll be planning our next holiday

Maybe Utila Bay,

What d’ya say.

Chorus: (Penny Lane)

Kids Sea Camp is in my heart and in my soul

There beneath the deep blue ocean sea

I swim and meanwhile back


The Galapagos song

Pack, Pack, Pack Our Gear

by Lloyd and Brenna Kaufman  (to the tune of Row, Row,
Row Your Boat)

Pack, pack, pack our gear
We’re headed on a trip.
To the Galapagos,
It’s on our bucket list

One, two, three plane rides
In Ecuador we arrive.
We board the mighty Wolf Buddy
It’s run by Buddy Dive

Board the ship, stow our gear
Get ready for our first dip.
Diving with the sea lions
It really was a trip!

Off, off ,off we go
To Wolf we are bound.
Just like promised by Peter,
Schools of hammerheads we found!

Then it’s on to Darwin’s island,
Whale sharks we desire.
In two days we found seven in all
Salon and Peter they’re on fire!

On last dive in shark bay,
It was a little rough
We lost Bruce,
but then found him floating in the sea so rough!

Next it was back to Isabel,
A cold dive we did do.
Sea horses, sea lions and a bullhead shark,
Punta Vicenta Roca we love you!

Onto Fernandina Island,
To swim with the iguana.
And on the way back to the boat,
We saw the fin of a mola mola

Our journey continues,
Back north of the equator.
The captain stopped at 0 0 0
We’ll show the pictures later.

Land, land, land we touched
On Punta Albamarle.
Lava flow, mockingbirds
And remnants from the world war.

Then we had one last dive,
At little cousin’s rock.
Sea lions, white tip sharks
still sleeping in the reef rock.

Bartolome Island,
we did go.
Penguins blue footed boobies,
It was quite a show.

Off to Santa Cruz we went,
To the highlands.
Nice walk to Darwin station,
mojito and cerveza it ends.

Love love loved this trip,
What a beautiful time.
Wolf Buddy Crew hats off to you,
It’s been worth every dime!

Kids Sea Camp poems from Costa Rica

Whitewater rafting

Whitewater rafting in Costa Rica at Kids Sea Camp.

Ode to Ocotal

By the Sutherlands family

Diving days, sharks, eels, enormous rays,

even turtles in the haze.


Hot and cold, cold and hot,

Thermoclines in every sport.


Pat Patel, rain like hell,

Can’t get a towel in Ocotal.


Neighborly sounds through the door,

Hope to god we didn’t snore.


Up and down the steep incline,

could have used a zipline.


Volleyball in the pool,

all the kids acting cool.


Surfing beach, youngster good,

Parents doing what they could.


Meeting early, leaving late,

Next time let’s just plan for eight.


Mud spa, riding horses,

Zooming down the zipline courses.


Margo home with her back,

Nanette kept it all on track.


No Wakely’s here to make a rhyme,

We’ll all have a chance this time.


Now we’re dome with river rafting,

Last activity poem crafting.


Enjoyed the time we all spent here,

Perhaps we’ll see back next year.


Kids Sea camp again

By the Olsen family,

Summer again, Kids Sea Camp— it’s now five years,

Lots of diving, beautiful fish and never a fear.


Food, friends and fun—much to learn and share,

With Nanette and “Scuba”, we have a care!


White tips, puffers, starfish and eels galore,

Great diving, many photos, new sites to explore.


Beautiful country, nice people, sunsets of very hue,

Great week all-in-all, except for the early curfew.


Up the hills we went, fine horses to ride,

Then to the bottom we zipped—a total glide.


Rafting last day, great week for all,

Flying home tomorrow —safe travels to all!



Costa Rica Pura Vida

By the Suwczinsky family

A pool with a view; a bar with drinks,

Smoothies made whats on hand; rum tequila and coconuts found in the sand.


Up hill, down hill; diner breakfast and lunch,

“What, there was a shuttle?” asked a tired diver from the bunch.


Visilibity is clear, no surge at times; great dive masters and a little thermocline,

Four boats, three dives a day, sharks, eels and lots of rays.


It’s raining, it’s pouring; surfing is anything but boring; push up stand up, ride the waves, guys,

Keep your balance, for the Tamarindo vibes.


Slather on the volcanic mud; Jacuzzi spa, then rinse with suds,

A horse ride up a scenic hill; the thirteen ziplines for a thrill.


Whitewater rafting with a 12 foot drop,

Paddle backwards, forwards and then a stop.


We talk to teens via morse code,

Then brought them home, although they had to be towed.


A slamming bathroom door made long trips on the bus,

After all that — “All-inclusive” is a plus.


As the week in Costa Rica ends,

We say goodbye to new and old friends.


We are all so different, but share our love to dive,

And agree on one thing — curfew is 8:45.