Recharging with Ragu?

The Arenui, Ragu

A quiet evening on the skydeck of the Arenui

By Tom Peyton

As dusk settles and the haunting melodies of Muslim hymns float through the air, our host and friend Luigi is hard at work in the tiny yet magical kitchen aboard his luxurious dive liveaboard, the Arenui.

Earlier that day, Luigi walked into the salon and showed me a steel bowl filled with different cuts of meat: Partrimi pork belly, fennel black pork sausage, and some regular beef. In his other hand, he carried carrots, onions, and chickpeas.

“Tonight we will have my famous Ragu!” he told Margo and me. He was right—his Ragu really is famous in our small foodie circle.

Resting before new clients’ arrival

The boat felt hushed, emptied of the first week’s guests who had already departed. Luigi slipped back into the kitchen, vanishing into his culinary world. He is a masterful chef, and we have often lost track of time together, creating feasts in each other’s kitchens in South Carolina or Kuala Lumpur.

Time with Luigi means savoring every stage of a dish, each taste accompanied by a new bottle of wine. Our conversations inevitably turn lively, swirling from politics to the economy, and always circling back to the food and wine before us.

That night aboard the Arenui, Margo, Luigi, and I let the aroma of his sumptuous Ragu seep into every nook of the ship as it lay peacefully in Tarakan Harbor.

The city lights of Tarakan

We walked up the steps to the ship’s upper deck and saw the table set for three, with a 2013 French Château Margaux breathing in a decanter.

The city lights of Tarakan traced the harbor’s edge, while the gentle putter of small fishing boats glided past our motionless liveaboard. The peace was a welcome contrast to the previous week’s bustle. This dinner felt like a deep breath before the next wave of divers arrived.

Margo and I sat waiting for Luigi and his Ragu. We enjoyed the night and the unique melodic rhythms of the Muslim chants. The “Adhan” is the call to prayer that invites Muslims to perform their mandatory prayers. Tonight, it sounded like five different hymns were playing at once.

Having grown up in a small Midwest town, I marveled at the strangeness and beauty of eating homemade Ragu with five kinds of meat, served by a true Italian chef on an Asian dive liveaboard in the heart of Indonesia, all while Islamic hymns echoed around us. The singular atmosphere filled me with gratitude for the extraordinary life Margo and I have created. I felt humbled and awestruck by the unexpected.

Lingering with Noodles

The Ragu was decadent and bursting with flavor, but the true revelation was the spaghetti, stewed gently in the sauce rather than simply boiled. Each time Luigi cooks, I discover a new technique or secret.

That night, as with so many spent with Luigi, nourished our spirits and bodies through the shared ritual of food. We were all weary from the week, but lingering over wine and home-cooked dishes reminded us of the deep bond that made us friends.

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What is a Fishtropolis?

Corals, Fish, Indonesia diving

There are no traffic jams in Fish City, Indonesia

By Tom Peyton

It’s tough to picture what it’s like to see a Fishtropolis for the first time. As a Caribbean diver, I had never come across anything similar. The coral structure and density just aren’t found in the Caribbean Sea, especially in shallow water.

Borneo wasn’t my first time seeing huge stretches of healthy coral. Places like Komodo, Raja Ampat, and the Forgotten Islands also have incredible marine life. Still, Borneo’s mix of hard and soft corals was beyond anything I had imagined. It was unlike anywhere else I’ve been lucky enough to explore.

The oldest known Brain Corals?

Hundreds of tabletop corals spread across the reef, making it look like an underwater city. Staghorn and antler corals form a base that stretches for miles in the shallow water. Huge Brain Corals are scattered throughout, some possibly hundreds of years old. The oldest known brain corals are between 900 and 1,000 years old.

The dense foundations of staghorn and tabletop corals painted the shallow water in vibrant shades of terracotta, peach, and soft pink. Just below, massive brain corals and overlapping lettuce-leaf petals added earthy, alien greens and deep browns to the underwater cityscape.

The Lettuce Leaf Coral grew thick and dense, a bit deeper than the rest of the reef. In some spots, the big overlapping petals at 30 to 40 feet were all I could see. It felt like floating through a scene from the movie Dune.

So why call it a Fishtropolis?

If you’ve never seen billions of fish in a shallow reef, it really does feel like New York City. Parrotfish, Damselfish, Butterflyfish, and small blue Triggerfish were everywhere, surrounded by Anthias—the small, brightly colored fish that gather in large groups near the hard corals. The sheer amount of fish reminded me of morning rush-hour traffic during a commute to New York City from Jersey one morning. And much like rush hour, there seemed to be fish lanes of movement throughout the coral city.

I could not believe how many Anthias there were. These little fish moved like snowflakes at night, drifting under a streetlight. Watching hundreds of thousands of them dart through the shallow water was amazing. Sunlight caught their movements, making it look as if someone from the shore was throwing millions of coins into the ocean.

Schooling Bumphead Parrotfish

On this dive, at least 10 turtles moved slowly through the busy Fishtropolis, weaving between the lively Damsels and the flashes of Anthias groups. Even better, 20 big Bumphead Parrotfish swam just a few feet in front of my dive buddy Luigi, who owns the Arenui, and me. We hid behind two large brain corals so we wouldn’t scare these amazing creatures.

Time seemed to slow down as we floated through the busy, healthy community of marine life. For me, it felt like an underwater opera. I didn’t know whether to cry for joy or just be amazed at how much life our planet can create when it’s left alone. Nature’s creativity was so huge it felt like I was on another planet in a distant galaxy, far away from Earth.

But this is Earth in its purest form, making beauty beyond anything I could imagine. After these dives, I would come up to the surface and feel a deep sense of gratitude. There was a quiet awe for the beauty of Fishtropolis.

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Restoring Hope Beneath the Waves: How RRFB Is Reviving Bonaire’s Reefs

Reef Renewal Bonaire

We’re thrilled to share some exciting news from our friends at Reef Renewal Foundation Bonaire (RRFB): Kids Sea Camp has officially adopted 2 coral nursery trees!

A coral nursery tree is the first home for small, pruned coral fragments. Over the next year, each adopted tree will grow hundreds of new corals, all of which will eventually be outplanted straight back onto Bonaire’s reef. That means our community isn’t just visiting the reef — we’re actively helping rebuild it, one branch at a time.

Why This Matters

RRFB has been restoring and protecting Bonaire’s coral reefs since 2012, combining fragmentation and outplanting, breeding, monitoring, research, and community education to help the reef become healthier and more resilient. Coral reefs across the Caribbean and the world are under real pressure, and support like this lets RRFB adapt and scale their work in real time.

KSC Certificate of Adoption

Our Community's Impact

Over the years, Kids Sea Camp and Ocean Wishes families have helped introduce hundreds of visiting divers, kids, and their families to coral restoration in Bonaire — through presentations, camp activities, and our coral adoption program. Together, we’ve helped facilitate more than $13,000 in donations to RRFB. That’s a huge testament to what this community can do when it comes together around something we all love: the ocean.

Every presentation, every question a kid asks about coral, every family that leaves camp with a new appreciation for the reef — it all adds up to the next generation of ocean advocates.

Keep an eye out in the coming weeks — RRFB will be sending photos of our underwater adoption tags once they’re placed on the reef, so we can literally see our trees growing.

Thank you to everyone in the Kids Sea Camp and Ocean Wishes family who makes this possible year after year. We can’t wait to keep this going when we’re back on the island in November! 🐠

With gratitude,
Kids Sea Camp

Bonaire Baloo

Buddy Dive Jive!
The ocean is blue
We love Baloo and Madi too.
She’s our instructor from PADI
But she’s not our caddy.
Baloo pushed us off the float,
But we jumped off the boat with him,
He’s our goat
WE are still on his team,
He’s not a day older than 18
Hannah be flippin and trippin
while drippin and slippin’,
She is a little red tomato,
And a sweaty potato.
Underwater she’s a menace,
She’s falling over before she can finish.
The resort donkey is a lil fonky
His numerous names slay
He wastes no time, no delay.
Derek by day
Dexter by night
In the dark, he’s a fright.
So shut your eyes tight.
Sweat pants moving
Because we went tubin
The ocean sucked Kylie in
Sweatpants were not for the win.
There was no delay
In Moxie’s relay,
We do not mess around
Once our gear hits the ground.
For sunscreen, we yearn.
Or else we would burn.
Be careful of the sun.
Because skin cancer isn’t fun
So many donkeys in the sea,
The only fish is we.
Buddy dive is our jive,
For our certification, we strive.

by Emma Croes 

KSC Karaoke debut

Singing a song for Tom
This week went by way too fast,
But honestly, it’s been a blast.
The diving, the boats, the ocean too,
But mostly just hanging out with all of you.We came here for the sea and sun,
But the people are what made it fun.
The laughs, the stories, and all the time we shared,
Are what made this week one I’m glad I was there.And after seven camps, I’ll say this too,
Something finally happened that was long overdue.
Back at my first Sea Camp in 2022, Tom told me one day
I’d owe a karaoke performance, and this week I had to pay.

I dodged it for years, but this week was the one,
I got put on the spot and somehow got it done.
So yeah, this camp gave me great dives and memories too,
And finally, after all these years, a karaoke debut.

But really, I’m glad I got to be here with all of you;
This is a week I’ll definitely remember through and through.

by Ethan Edwards

KSC is just too short

So Much KSC fun
“Kids Sea Camp Belize, here at Blackbird Resort,
so much fun to be had, but one week’s just too short!
The food was amazing, I really must say.
Please feed me those cinnamon rolls ev-er-y-day!
A delightful red Fanta, like a treat brought by Santa, just swim up to the pool bar.
Or hop on the Hot Dive, we’ll give you a high five, the sites are all fun and not far.
While we all loved the diving, kids, your bubble rings are thriving.
And don’t forget the games that you played. Cornhole, Newcomb,
and Cards Against Humanity-laughing like crazy, it might mean insanity.
Pet the Roomba named Perry, learn that sharks are not scary,
Loving all the new friendships we made!”

by Elizabeth Vincent

Dive so deep

Belize smiles
At Kids Sea Camp, we dive in so deep,
Where sharks and turtles glide and sleep.
A lion fish with stripes so bright,
Swims past our family with delight.
We share the wonder, hand in hand,
Exploring the sunken, sandy land.
Our Belize adventure, smiles so wide,
With family and fun, side by side.

by Sharyn Carroll Morton 

Belize Breeze

Belize singing breeze
Caribbean breeze welcomed us to Belize,
and has stayed with us throughout the week.
We’ve seen it mild and calm, seen it swaying the palms, and rode along as it helped the waves peak.
In the night, it did sing, as it made hammocks swing, and at times even carried the rain.
Though departure brings sorrow, long after tomorrow, many great memories will remain.
Although this week ends, we’ve shared great times with new friends and look forward to the next refrain.
Warm waters, great dives, and adventurous lives – we wish everyone here all of these.
Though our time is now short, here at Blackbird Resort, let’s enjoy this Caribbean breeze.

by Andrew at Blackbird Caye in Belize, 2026

I don’t like poems

I don’t like poems

I don’t like poems; I don’t like them at all.

But here at Kids Sea Camp, i’be been having a ball.

KSC is a win, like how near a nurse shark came to my fin. We saw many fish on the reef, and a few sharks in the deep, but I really love the water, which I can enter without wearing a glove

So much better than cold Monterey, where you can’t go a day without being warm.

by Malcolm at Blackbird Caye in Belize, 2026

I’m a Sheep Herder

Shaun the sheep, kids sea camp

Herding Sheep at Kids Sea Camp. “Shaun the Sheep”

Shaun the sheep, kids sea camp, kids and divingI’ve been obsessed with photographing sheep since seeing Dr. Alex Mustard’s famous photograph. I booked my Kids Sea Camp Philippines trip with Margo and Tom Peyton in 2020. When I learned that “Shaun the Sheep” could easily be found on most dives, I was excited about shooting this little sea slug. The guides at Amunini are incredible, and you can find almost anything you ask for, including the sheep! (Shout out to Reggie and Dave.) Finding Shaun the Sheep underwater is fun, but capturing a photo of one of the critters you could imagine is quite the challenge.

They are among the most difficult to capture because they live on a single green leaf growing on the sandy bottom. Furthermore, they tend to blend in with their environment, namely, the leaf they’re trying to eat.

Be patience

On the first dive, Reggie, my guide from Amuni Ini Divers, was excited because he found me one. Reggie pointed to a leaf with a green blob. I thought to myself, “Is that it? That can’t be it?” But it was!

After several shots, I finally saw the creature when I zoomed in on the viewfinder. It was tiny, green, and cute. I kept taking photos, but it was time to move on. A few seahorses, pygmy squid, and nudibranchs were nearby; if I have to give one piece of advice, it is to have patience and more patience! You must stop and take a decent photo of a sheep.

I’m a sheep herder

Upon finding Shaun, I spent 30 minutes on one leaf on my second dive! Kim, my lovely dive buddy and wife, was gone when I looked up. She finally decided to join another group, leaving me with Dave, my excellent Amun ini guide. Finally, Dave wrote on his slate, “Have you had enough of Shaun the Sheep?” Onto the seahorses we went. In the end, I ended up with some excellent photos. Nothing like Alex’s masterpiece. But it’s a work in progress.

I look forward to our next trip to Lembeh in January with Margo and Tom, with Family Dive Adventures and Murex Divers. Just call me the Sheep Herder of Indonesia.

By Marcio Curvello