Last Chance Harvey (Blogophilia 22.11)
The adventure had been born in a bar, complete with champagne dreams and caviar wishes. It wasn't Aruba or anything, just a two guys in a bass boat skimming towards destiny. Or at least they hoped so. The yellow scuba tanks were strapped below the stern rail for balance. Not a bad choice. Traffic in the main channel was heavy, the chop made everything shake as they made their way toward a cove about a mile from the marina. The dive target was a 46 foot custom houseboat named Last Chance Harvey . The wreck had ghosts . It had been a showpiece. Two bedrooms with mirrored ceilings below deck and a huge party bar on top. Dark wood rails and fake gold trim. A bit of ostentatious consumption reflecting of money made quickly and not necessarily legally. The original owner, Harvey Lloyd, deliberately sank it in response to a fraud investigation. Lloyd had been a con artist who hit the big time brokering a three way coke deal with some guys down South, a relationship that seemed to k...