Monday, December 31, 2018

One More…Why not?



After my bad 2017, I was hoping that my 2018 diving would be much better, but sadly it really wasn’t MUCH better.  After my slight mishap last year, I didn’t think I was mentally prepared to go do one on New Year’s Eve, especially since the weather was cold. I honestly didn’t think I could handle any extreme task loading after six months of not diving, so I decided to not go with Rob and John. 

When I knew that we weren’t going to go to Orlando for the Citrus Bowl, I shot Rob a note and checked to see if he was interested in diving.  He was, I just had to make sure that my dry suit would return from getting some repairs, and I would be set!  The suit DID come back, and I texted him again. He was in, but John wasn’t able due to unforeseen circumstances.  Once we knew what time the gates would be open we set a time to go and just waited.
 Keeping an eye on the weather, we weren’t sure what to think other than it would not be as cold as last year, but possibly some showers. No big deal, we were going to get wet somehow anyway.  When we got to the quarry, it wasn’t as packed as the last time I was there for NYE, so we went straight in, and got some tables near Ron and his nephew. (a newer diver, who was diving wet…. YIKES!)  Although, Rob decided to give the young man his old dry suit (which needs minimal work) to get him started along THAT path! (which I thought was pretty cool!)(But he told him that he can’t use it today)

Rob decided to dive with a single tank since Dutch only lets you do ONE dive on this day, I had my 130’s hydro’d recently, but they filled them with air, so I didn’t care. (I’ll probably let them drain a little before I take them for my next fill)  So we weren’t diving our usual plans.  When I dove last month, I realized that my neck seal was starting to get a little frayed, so I decided to trim it a little last night, I had about three-four inches left to trim, and it ripped! (didn’t expect to need to replace my neck seal, but I was glad I had one)

We seemed to stall getting ready, but we figured that we’re here, let’s just go do it!  So we started getting ready.  Rob needed to change his computers to the number on his transmitter, and was having issues, he finally was able to get it set up correctly, and decided that we weren’t going to do anything crazy. (Now while THIS was going on, Ron was pouring hot water in his nephew’s wetsuit….)  Once Rob was ready, I had him help me get my neck seal straightened out (I hate new ones) and we were soon ready to go jump in.

Due to the massive amounts of rain we’ve been having, the water in the quarry is WAY up, and you almost need to float out to the entry platforms.  Once we were set up, we ducked our heads under water. (and waited for the ice cream headache) Rob pointed to the platforms, and I followed. When we got there, he was having an issue with something, and it took me a few minutes to figure out what he needed, but once I did, he was fine, and we started towards the Crane. (His computer wasn’t registering his breathing gas, so he needed his analog gauge)  We got to the Crane, and waited for a few people to leave before swimming around it, then we started along the bottom of the island diving clockwise instead of our usual counter clockwise (nothing like a little danger on the last dive of the year) I settled in rather nicely, and was using minimal effort moving. A lot of odd debris was floating around, some of the ”clouds-o-crud” resembled odd fish when you first looked at them (or I was narced… I WAS diving air for the first time in a LONG time!)  We made it back to the Crane (which was kicked up a lot more) and Rob pointed towards the Trolley, or the Comet (well that’s where I thought he was pointing) and I chose the Comet, figuring that we could swim around that a little, and then up to line to our safety stop. (and that I wouldn’t be tempted to pop over the hill to see the car)  I was wrong, we headed right back to the platforms, so I figured we were doing our safety stop.  When I saw Rob grab onto one of the up lines coming off of the platform, I knew that he must have been light, and was trying not to ascend. (he said he knew he should have added more weight or grabbed some rocks)   I stayed close and was getting cold, so I tried unloading some air from my wing, and adding it to my suit, and had to struggle myself for a minute or so.  When Rob was done with his stop, he pointed UP as opposed to over along the line, so I knew that he was floaty! I ascended with him, and he told me what I suspected, so we just surface swam back to the exit and were done!

Deepest Depth: 63 ft.
Duration: 34 minutes
Coldest Temp: 41º

Truthfully not the best dive, but not the worst dive (Hey, we made it back)  I tend to agree with his opinion that since we aren’t diving as much as we had in the recent past, it takes more thought and prep to do a basic dive like we had been for the past several years, but I guess you DO have to pull it back occasionally, and make sure that you are doing things the right way, and not letting anything become automatic.  But they all can’t be perfect dives, we’re a little more critical of ourselves than we have been from a lot of years ago (Heck, Rob and I have been diving together for over 12 years, so we are pretty critical of our dives) Oh well what are you going to do (get better the next time)

Well after we packed, we went and got our new memberships for 2019, so I guess we’re still going to do this crazy thing!  Thanks to Rob for driving, and diving today!  It’s always good to end the year on a positive note doing something fun!   Happy New Year to all of you!  I wish the best for you and your families during 2019!  I’ll let you know when we get out again!

Sunday, November 4, 2018

I don’t get out much….



I get that a lot.  Wow, June 30th was the last time I dusted off the dive gear, and some people might say “It’s about time!”  I agree!   The past two years have been tough on us physically; Me last year, and Rob and John this year.  Rob and John were able to get out on Columbus Day, but I had to work, and since it’s football season, it’s not as easy for me to get out on the weekends, but my team had an away game, and Sunday seemed like a good time for the three of us!

This was the weekend that we had to put the clocks back, so we were able to sneak in an extra hour of sleep!  That was a plus for today!  We agreed to meet in Grantville about 8:30-ish, and made our merry way to Wegman’s for our lunches.  When we got into Dutch Springs, we were surprised at how many people were there, but we were still able to get a good table or three.  It was a little tough for me to remember how to get everything together, but after staring at it for a little while,  it all came back to me, so I set it all up, checked my gas, and waited for the “go” to put on the suits.

We waddled down to the entry, and set the rest of the gear up; when we were all ready, John gave the thumbs down, and we were off to 20ft.  No bubbles coming from places that they shouldn’t come from, so we agreed to keep moving.  It took a little while for me to get comfortable, but after some time, I felt like I knew what I was doing.  We swam past the old boat, then soon found the Trolley.  We all swam through, and met at the back.  The question was posed to go down the hill, or over to the Deuce and a half, and down it was!   We popped over the hill, and were staring at the rusty car that no one seems to be sure of what kind it is (Monza!!)(although the map says Barracuda)  We swam past, and up the little slope to start our trek behind the island.  This was where I really settled in, and got comfortable, in fact at one point, I had a “Zen” moment, and really felt in the zone!  After we toured the back of the island, John posed the question to go to the plane, so we all agreed.  It took a few kicks to get there, but soon we could see debris from the Helicopter on the ground, and the chains on the plane, so we ascended slightly to visit it.  John and Rob swam in through the door on the bottom, I just swam around it, and met them at the door.  After the “ok’s” were exchanged, we started towards the Comet.  Again, John and Rob swam through and I swam around (I don’t like getting stuck)  So from there we followed the rope and were taking our safety stop on the platform, and were done!

Depth: 93ft.
Duration: 50 minutes
Coldest Temp: 44º

Not a bad dive after my long lay off!   Didn’t take TOO long to get comfy, and once I did, I actually felt like I knew what I was doing!   Time to take a break and eat our wonderful Wegman’s lunches.
After about an hour, we started planning our next dive.  This time we would enter from across the parking lot, and mess around over there.

We dropped in, and were soon headed out towards where the bus is sitting,  Rob and John swam through, and I swam around again, the next point of interest was the Hellcat. After swimming through the murk for a while, (almost felt like a Bainbridge dive in mid-August) we almost gave up, but, Rob turned and saw the wing, and we were there!   John sat on the propeller, and we just laughed at him.   We then headed towards the wall, and just did a nice leisurely dive between 40 and 50 feet, following around it. When we got close to the Comet, John checked to see what we had left gas-wise, and decided that we had more time to kill, so we started out towards the Crane, and swam around that for a few minutes.  After that we popped back up to the platform for another safety stop, and we were soon done!!

Depth: 66ft.
Duration: 50 minutes
Coldest Temp: 50º

Once again, a nice comfortable easy dive!  I’m impressed with myself for being able to do two 50 minute dives after such a long layoff (although I’m sure I’ll probably feel it tomorrow) But as I said, I actually felt good on both dives!

After we finished packing, we popped back over to Wegman’s for a quick snack and a beer, and headed back home.  Hopefully we can figure out someplace to dive when Dutch closes for the season (after next weekend)  But we’ll keep you posted!   Until then!

Saturday, June 30, 2018

Wait, June’s Over???



What happened?  It seemed like only yesterday… I was walking out of school on the last day… and had those childhood memories of having the summer off…. Now June’s over?   Yikes! 
Todd posted earlier in the week that he wanted to get out, and Rob and I were right on it!  I was anxious to get back into the water, after the two successful dives on the 13th.  So we agreed to meet at Rob’s at 7:00am (yes AM) and go up to Bethlehem.

Anyway, today was supposed to be HOT HOT HOT!  So we were hydrating like crazy, and hoping for quick set ups and uneventful trips to and from the water.  When we arrived, they asked if we were a part of any classes, or with a dive shop, and we said “no”  so we were given access to the tents we had last time!   (woo hoo!)  We STILL set Rob’s canopy up, to help keep the sun off of things.  After unloading the truck, we ran to Wegman’s for our lunches.  And as usual, I get the slowest person on the planet making my Chicken Caesar Wrap!  I’ve always said that my luck is usually bad, I mean if I were to win the Powerball, or MegaMillions, I’d end up winning only one of the $50,000,000.00 prizes and not one of the REALLY big ones…  Anyway….

We got back, and started setting our stuff up.  I was using both sets of my doubles today, since the local shops that are still open charge by the “fill” and not by cubic feet, so since my 130’s still had 2,100psi, and my 119’s had 1500psi, I figure I’d use one set for the first dive, and one for the second dive (Since I had to suck the 119’s down anyway, they need viz’d)  Don’t worry, I brought my “40” as a back up for that dive…

Our plan for the first one was to descend and head out towards the Trolley, then down the hill to the “car”, then over to the Deuce and a Half, up the slope, around the island, to the Comet, then up…  Easy plan, fun times!!  We waddled down to the water, and got ready.  All systems go and down to 20 feet.  As we descended, we saw Todd grabbing rocks over by the slope, but weren’t sure what he was doing.  I was making sure all of my bubbles were coming from the right places, and Rob was repositioning his dive computer (he put it on sideways… I think I did that last time)  Pretty soon Todd gave us the OK and we were off!  Visibility was a little questionable, so we were heading out by instinct and Rob’s compass. As we passed the downed platform, we knew we were a little off the mark, and adjusted accordingly.  Todd found the Trolley, and Rob and I soon were near.  The thumbs down was given, and over the slope we went.  Again, the visibility was horrible, and we were feeling our way around until we saw the car.  Rob took his heading, and we continued on.  We were soon at the Deuce and a Half, thanks to Rob’s navigation!   We continued back up the slope and checked in, everything fine, so around the back of the island we went.  This was the best visibility we had so far (and we were guessing that no one was there yet)(thankfully!)  So we took a nice leisurely swim around the back.  We were checking out the weird line run that we noticed the last time.  Still trying to figure out what the person was trying to do?!?!  As we swam around the side of the island, Rob checked in, and we were still good, so out to the Comet we went.  At the end of the Comet, Rob found the line that was on the end of John’s reel, but the “end part” wasn’t there.  So he left it. Rob went through, and Todd and I swam around the boat.  When we reconvened at the front, Rob gave the “up” signal, and we agreed, and went up the rope to the platforms.  Did our safety stop swimming back and forth, then after we were ready, headed up the rope towards the platform, and finished dive one!

Max Depth: 92 feet
Duration: 40 minutes
Coldest Temp: 42º

Not a bad dive at all, a few little tweaks and adjustments for me, but otherwise, it felt pretty good.  Todd shared that he was underweight, so he was scrambling to put rocks in his pockets at the beginning of the dive!  We had a good laugh about that!  We waddled up to our tables, and got out of the gear.  We had our lunches, and I figured I should swap my tanks out.  When we were ready, we started getting back in our gear, and started dive number two!

I was diving the 119’s, and took my aluminum 40 with me just in case. As usual, it took a few minutes for me to get that hooked up, but soon, I was ready to go.  Rob gave the thumbs down, and we were off.  My legs were a little sore, but figured after I got down to depth and into my rhythm, I’d be ok (and I was right)  At 20ft, we all looked ok, so we kept going towards the platform. As we were passing over the platform, I felt myself getting settled, and was feeling good!  We went down the line, and out towards the island. From there we found the plane, and ascended to it.  Rob penetrated, and I just followed along the outside. Still trying to get a little more comfortable.  We looked at each other and Rob pointed off.  We headed out towards the bus, then over to the Hell Cat.  The visibility wasn’t as horrible as we thought due to the MANY students all over the place, Todd looked at me to see how much gas I had, and then pointed out to continue the dive.  Pretty soon we were back near the Comet, and started up the line to the platform. Swimming along the platform, there were a few people doing something so we decided to head back towards the exit.  A few minutes later, we were done!

Max Depth: 60 feet
Duration: 42 minutes
Coldest Temp: 45º

Another good dive in the books.  I had a little bit of trouble here and there, but recovered nicely. A little awkward diving with the pony bottle (haven’t done that in a while) but I figured it out. (and probably should have used it a bit since that needs viz’d)  Rob and Todd seemed to have a good dive (Todd didn’t need anymore rocks) so that was good!   After we packed up we headed back to beautiful Harrisburg, and said our good-bye’s!

I’ll be getting my 130’s filled, and my 119’s checked out, so hopefully, I get everything back in time to go out the next time!

On a different note, check out the newsletter from Ocean Rover’s Scuba from Frederick Maryland: https://mailchi.mp/666686db4203/orsc-june-2017-newsletter-408861?e=f6ae51da69
An old friend of mine (Someone I’ve known my entire life, but just recently found out that we both dive…we continue to miss each other at Beneath the Sea, and now he lives in Florida, so)  anyway, he contacted me and asked if I minded if he sent my Bainbridge pictures to his old dive shop for their newsletter, since a lot of people from there had visited BSC in the past, I said “Sure!  Do you want my write up for it?  So he said yes.    I almost feel like I’ve been published!   Cool stuff!!