SeaCat
Hey, my Halo is smoking
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Today I went for a bit of diving. Because of the conditions I decided to hit one of my favorite spots. This is a bridge over the Intercoastal Waterway and is protected from things like winds and waves. I planned the timing of the dive for the incoming tide so the water would be nice and clear.
Well my wife and I arrived at the sight and I grabbed my gear. The water looked inviting, nice and clear and the tide was getting ready to change. I suited up and set up my rig with one of my small tanks. A 60 cubic foot tank made in 1964. As I was getting ready we were approached by another diver, a younger guy who asked if he could dive with me because his partner hadn't shown up. Reluctantly I agreed and soon we were heading for the water.
When this young guy saw my gear he snorted. He asked how I could allow myself to be seen using gear like mine while pointing out his nice shiny new gear. Oh I admit he had nice gear. All of the bells, whistles and high tech toys a diver would ever want. Me? I had a basic vest type B.C., ancient regulators and no computer. (Hell my air guage was an older T-Top Guage.)
We hit the water and dropped under. Slowly we moved under the bridge looking and poking with our lights. We had been under for roughly half an hour when he pointed at his gauge and motioned that we had to head back to shore. (I couldn't believe this.) When we made it to shore he was crowing about the dive. He commented about how great the dive had been and how happy he was with his air consumption. He then informed me that I should stop my Cigar Smoking and get into better shape if I planned on diving more.
Okay so this guy was half my age. He was in remarkable shape, buff and tanned. He was diving with the latest in gear, including 120 cubic foot tanks. (Twice he size of mine.) I had to bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that he had surfaced with less than 500 p.s.i. in his tank, and I still had over 1000 p.s.i. in mine.
It was kind of funny, okay it was rolling on the floor funny.
Cat
Well my wife and I arrived at the sight and I grabbed my gear. The water looked inviting, nice and clear and the tide was getting ready to change. I suited up and set up my rig with one of my small tanks. A 60 cubic foot tank made in 1964. As I was getting ready we were approached by another diver, a younger guy who asked if he could dive with me because his partner hadn't shown up. Reluctantly I agreed and soon we were heading for the water.
When this young guy saw my gear he snorted. He asked how I could allow myself to be seen using gear like mine while pointing out his nice shiny new gear. Oh I admit he had nice gear. All of the bells, whistles and high tech toys a diver would ever want. Me? I had a basic vest type B.C., ancient regulators and no computer. (Hell my air guage was an older T-Top Guage.)
We hit the water and dropped under. Slowly we moved under the bridge looking and poking with our lights. We had been under for roughly half an hour when he pointed at his gauge and motioned that we had to head back to shore. (I couldn't believe this.) When we made it to shore he was crowing about the dive. He commented about how great the dive had been and how happy he was with his air consumption. He then informed me that I should stop my Cigar Smoking and get into better shape if I planned on diving more.
Okay so this guy was half my age. He was in remarkable shape, buff and tanned. He was diving with the latest in gear, including 120 cubic foot tanks. (Twice he size of mine.) I had to bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that he had surfaced with less than 500 p.s.i. in his tank, and I still had over 1000 p.s.i. in mine.
It was kind of funny, okay it was rolling on the floor funny.
Cat