It wasn’t easy. But by the middle of the afternoon, I had pulled myself down an anchored line to 60 feet, a process known as free immersion. More important, I had made it back to the surface without coughing up blood or losing a limb to a razor-fanged fish. I felt like Jacques Mayol, the hero of Luc Besson’s classic free-diving movie, “The Big Blue.”
Source: latimes.com – Los Angeles Times