Last year my youngest brother, Ben, and I earned our scuba diving certification. We've mostly gone in Minnesota (with the Minnesota School of Diving) to some old iron mines in the north-central part of the state.
Earlier this month, Ben and I made our last dive of the year. Other than me accidentally turning Ben's air OFF instead of ON before we got in the water, the other excitement was a nice-sized large mouth bass that followed us around the whole time. He wasn't interested in eating anything we offered him; he just seemed to want to hang out. I even started to think he was cute by the end of the dive...must've been something in the water.