Ron Delano: 2 books

I pulled off my boots, shaking ever-present grit from the toes, and stripped down until my only attire was a headlamp. “Now there’s one for the fashion runways,” I thought wryly. More aging adventurer than willowy Milan supermodel, I eased into the impossibly cool, aqua water and felt the floor...

I pulled off my boots, shaking ever-present grit from the toes, and stripped down until my only attire was a headlamp. "Now there's one for the fashion runways," I thought wryly. More aging adventurer than willowy Milan supermodel, I eased into the impossibly cool, aqua water and felt the floor quickly...