SeaCat
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Well I decided I just had to get wet today. No not in that way, sheesh. I went diving.
It has been way too long since I was diving last. I planned this dive in intimate detail. I had researched the tides so I could catch them just right.
I set up my rig and had everything put together. I loaded it into the back of the car and was ready.
This morning we showed up at the island. I checked the water and finding it warm I decided I didn't need the wetsuit. After gearing up I walked down the boat ramp and into the water until it was chet deep. Leaning forward I let myself just float for a minute as I tested my rig. Everything was working as it was supposed to so I kicked a couple of times until I rounded the edge of the island and was in the current.
I let Momma Nature do the work for me and carry me under the bridge as I marveled at the visibility. It had to be at least 80 feet.
As I moved closer to the bridge I dumped air from my vest and slowly settled to the bottom. I made myself neutral just above the bottom in 20 feet of water as the current died away to nothing.
Can you say absolute heaven? That's what this dive was. I drifted alowly along the bottom propeled by the least of kicks as I watched and looked at the life moving around me. I was looking at everything you would see on the reefs and then some. I played with a baby Spotted Moray. I watched as a Trigger poked at the bottom. I peered at and was amazed at the colors in a Glass Shrimp. I allowed a Fire worm to crawl onto my knife blade.
I was also busy as hell. I had three bags in my rig and I pulled the first and largest out. This, as are all of them, was a mesh bag. I picked up every piece of trash I came across and placed it in the bag. It didn't take very long to fill the bag and start on the second. I filled three bags with trash on this dive. I also dropped into my vest pockets too many lead weights, a couple of small Conch Shells, (uninhabited) and another Keepsake Box.
Finally the tide turned and I rode it out from beneath the bridge. I rode the outgoing tide towards the end of the island as I rose to the surface. I kicked around the end of the island and made my way to the landing.
My wife just shook her head as I came slogging out of the water with three bags filled with trash. She helped me dump and empty the bags. Several of the people gathered around just looked on and shook their heads as we hauled these bags of trash to the cans.
It was an incredible dive even though it was slightly marred by all the trash.
Cat
It has been way too long since I was diving last. I planned this dive in intimate detail. I had researched the tides so I could catch them just right.
I set up my rig and had everything put together. I loaded it into the back of the car and was ready.
This morning we showed up at the island. I checked the water and finding it warm I decided I didn't need the wetsuit. After gearing up I walked down the boat ramp and into the water until it was chet deep. Leaning forward I let myself just float for a minute as I tested my rig. Everything was working as it was supposed to so I kicked a couple of times until I rounded the edge of the island and was in the current.
I let Momma Nature do the work for me and carry me under the bridge as I marveled at the visibility. It had to be at least 80 feet.
As I moved closer to the bridge I dumped air from my vest and slowly settled to the bottom. I made myself neutral just above the bottom in 20 feet of water as the current died away to nothing.
Can you say absolute heaven? That's what this dive was. I drifted alowly along the bottom propeled by the least of kicks as I watched and looked at the life moving around me. I was looking at everything you would see on the reefs and then some. I played with a baby Spotted Moray. I watched as a Trigger poked at the bottom. I peered at and was amazed at the colors in a Glass Shrimp. I allowed a Fire worm to crawl onto my knife blade.
I was also busy as hell. I had three bags in my rig and I pulled the first and largest out. This, as are all of them, was a mesh bag. I picked up every piece of trash I came across and placed it in the bag. It didn't take very long to fill the bag and start on the second. I filled three bags with trash on this dive. I also dropped into my vest pockets too many lead weights, a couple of small Conch Shells, (uninhabited) and another Keepsake Box.
Finally the tide turned and I rode it out from beneath the bridge. I rode the outgoing tide towards the end of the island as I rose to the surface. I kicked around the end of the island and made my way to the landing.
My wife just shook her head as I came slogging out of the water with three bags filled with trash. She helped me dump and empty the bags. Several of the people gathered around just looked on and shook their heads as we hauled these bags of trash to the cans.
It was an incredible dive even though it was slightly marred by all the trash.
Cat