Rick Rogers and the wolf-eel
After looking at the scratches on this wolf-eel's head and body, we realized that we'd photographed it three years in a row. It is so accustomed to divers that it flew out of its hole and barged right up to my face to see if I had anything for it to eat. I was laughing too hard to release the shutter...and just wanted to enjoy the moment.
If it doesn't have a name yet, I think we should call it Rick.
Fantasy Island, Browning Pass, British Columbia
This site has about a dozen mature wolf-eels.