After a bit of confusion about which way to swim from the bottom of the shot line during which we swam completely the wrong way and passed John and Eugene before coming across just flat sand, we headed back and came upon the wreck. The deck still had long planks of wood intact across it and there were plenty of nooks and crannies to peer into. We saw starfish dotted all over the deck as well as what could have been a John dory and all sorts of coloured anemones, including one that was a deep royal blue. Paul and Pippa tapped me on the head and said hello while I was squinting into a hole in the side of the hull. I got my first stage caught on some fishing line, but Nick freed me very easily. Because it was deeper the vis wasn't quite as good as on the Volnay earlier that morning. But all in all the Mohegan is superb. It is a great twisted sculpture of a wreck that seems to go on forever.