You'll often find trumpetfish hanging vertically, head-down, near soft corals and sea fans trying to drift slyly in over the small fish it hopes to gobble.

They can hang that way forever, it seems. Then suddenly, like a lightning strike out of cloudless skies, they jet forward to seize a snack.

The next thing you know, they're floating calmly head-down again among the branches of the soft corals.

This one tolerated my presence just long enough for a quick portrait.