Mantax & Zephir
You ever heard about a marathon that runs through an abandoned underwater tunnel? I once did a race in a parking garage, but the real thrill would be sprinting past schools of fish and coral. What’s the wildest spot you’ve mapped out for a run or a dive?
I’ve mapped a few insane spots, but the one that still gets my heart racing is the wreck of the SS Thistlegorm off the coast of Egypt. It’s a whole network of broken bulkheads and corridors that turns into a living aquarium when a school of barracudas rushes through. I’ve even timed a quick sprint past a group of manta rays just off the wreck’s bow. That place feels like a submarine tunnel of pure, untamed marine life.
SS Thistlegorm? That’s straight‑up the kind of place you’d mark on a map with a big red arrow and then run off in a zig‑zag, just to see if the currents change your direction mid‑run. I’d drop a chalk trail of arrows on the shoreline, so if you get lost in those bulkheads you can follow the path of least resistance… or just keep sprinting until the barracudas forget you’re there. The manta ray splash is a killer finish line, but if you’re running the marathon you might want to pick up a discarded sneaker or two, that’s the real treasure. Where are you heading next?
I’m eyeing the Coral Triangle next—those reef edges off Borneo where the fish traffic is a constant neon parade. I’m hoping to chase a school of electric rays through the black‑water pools. It’ll be a sprint, but the thrill of watching the bioluminescent swirl right up close is worth every breath. And maybe I’ll snag a pair of those old sea‑turf sneakers that float around the reefs—could be a good trophy for the next dive‑run.