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CLARKWOOD

The *Clarkwood* in Scapa Flow, she's a proper trawler wreck, not a battleship, but that’s precisely why we love her. Lying at 40 metres, she offers a different kind of Scapa experience, a dive that feels more intimate, less about scale and more about texture and detail. We’ve spent hours here, tracing the outline of her hull, feeling the cold, dark water embrace us as we descend. Her demise in 1975 means she’s had plenty of time to settle and, crucially, to become a home. The deck guns and massive engines of the battleships are impressive, yes, but here you find fishing gear, winches, the smaller, more personal touches of a working vessel. We’ve seen conger eels coiled in the engine room, their thick bodies camouflaged against the rust, and the occasional ling poking out from under plates of collapsed steel. The visibility can be temperamental, as is Scapa's way, but when it’s good, the light plays beautifully through the superstructure, illuminating anemones and dead man's fingers clinging to every surface. This is a dive for those who appreciate the quiet dignity of a working vessel reclaimed by the sea. Expect to spend your bottom time exploring compartments, peeking into the wheelhouse, and enjoying the surprising amount of life that has moved in.