When I was younger we spent our summers sailing to this space between two islands we called "le plongeoir". The cliff was jagged with many levels. Each day we climbed higher until finally we were diving from the very top, an exhilerating, terrifying distance from the sea. From the greater heights, you could see very clearly what lay beneath the surface: a glorious green and blue world of sand and boulders. It always seemed like we would come crashing into them, but no matter how perfect and deep the dive we never touched the bottom.