The last day of diving at Wolf Island today and the current was the strongest I have ever experienced. The rocks on the sea bed are covered in razor sharp barnacles and it is very difficult to control bouncy when wearing a new 7mm wetsuit and the current is washing across the dive site, trying to carry you away towards Antarctica. It feels like you are in a hurricane with the water roaring as it rushes past your ears. On the second dive I lost the dive guide and got swept through a wall of hammerhead sharks, hundreds of them swimming under a giant ball of bonito. It was quite uncomfortable doing a safety stop out in the blue, on my own, with the silky sharks gathering and circling at a distance, not knowing where I was going to come up and how long I would have to wait for the tender to pick me up.