…Why not dive!? I’m
loving the summer because it just has to be a nice-ish day, and there’s a
reason to go to the quarry! My wife has
been out of town for a few days (Niece’s prom, I guess she’s the “fashion
consultant” More like Aunt Lisa will
foot the bill for hair and nails! Hahaha!)
So I’m home with the cat, some full cylinders, and nothing but
time! Rob was able to get out this
weekend, so it was the perfect scenario.
Meet in Bainbridge at our usual 10:00am, and “get one in”!
It looked like
another weekend of yard sales as I drove down to the quarry…several places had
tables set up, some with tarps over them so they can sleep in AND start at the
crack of dawn! I woke up early, and spent
my morning with my cat, who’s a little under the weather, but loving the
sunshine, and fresh air (as am I…but I can carry a mug of coffee on our morning
walks through our fenced in courtyard)
After a few “wanders” around our yard, I finished packing my car, and
made my way to Bainbridge. No one in the
shop when I got there, but there was plenty to talk about as usual. I went down to the water and set up my gear.
About 10:15 Rob pulled up (a little late) because he was subjected to the usual
chatter in the shop. (that’s why I stop in early!) There was a dive class
working at the other end of Upper A, so we tried to stay out of their way, and
set up. (Rob reminded me about this via text) We also took a quick walk down the steep access to see if the deceased ground hog was still floating amongst the rocks, but he was removed (or there's a snake with a big bulge slithering around out there) Rob also said that there was a nasty smell from the poor little critter, but that was no longer present as well!
Once we were all ready to roll, we waddled down the steep
access, finished our set up and gave the “thumbs down” to meet at 20 ft. to
look for any errant bubbles. Everything looked like it was supposed to look, so
the thumbs down was given to continue and off we went. Past the boats and through the trees by the Dolphin
tower, and Pennsy, and we were soon staring at the pipe. Following that we were
at the CAT in no time at all, and making sure that all parties involved were
feeling ok, we were, so the order was given to continue descending. At the Deep Boat, we searched for the pipe,
with the line attached, and were soon swimming along the ridge towards the wood
pile, and tool box. The Step Van was
just off in the distance, but Rob was already taking his heading to find the
Outhouse. After a bit of a swim, I got
the “Not finding it” signal, and we continued on. Rob saw it, but it took me a little while to
see the line that lead back to where we came. We passed the Deep Boat again, and
then followed the terrain out to the Pump House and along the bottom of the hill. Over the rocks, and through the trees, and we
were soon at the Tripod Tree which meant that we WERE going to see the Outhouse,
just not in the order we were hoping. At
the Outhouse we continued past, and checked out more of the boulders in that
area. Rob gave the “go back” signal, and
we followed again along the edge of the ridge until we were close to the Pump
House again. We started up the hill, and at the line, Rob pointed, and we were
on our deep stop. (and if I remember correctly, that line was at 60 feet last
season, only at around 57-58 ft. this year.)
Back at the Cat, we continued along the terrain, and were soon passing
the big rocks and Pennsy again (where it got really cold) Rob gave me the “I’m cold” signal, and I
agreed, so we started towards our safety stop.
When we got to our usual tree, there were a few people taking their
safety stop (although they were standing and kicking things up, which I don’t
understand because two of them were holding on to one of the trees) …so we decided to take our safety stop at 25
feet instead (since we had no deco obligations)
and waited for five minutes. Rob was going to attempt a valve drill, but
with the decreased visibility, opted to pass on this particular trip. We were
done, and finished our dive.
Deepest Depth: 96 ft.
Duration: 47 minutes
Coldest Temp: 37º
Good dive considering the decreased visibility, and our missed
navigation. (I’m no help, so…) I was
also diving with my 119’s which I haven’t used in a while (since I didn’t get
the 130’s refilled yet from Wednesday)
But all in all it was a really good relaxing dive!
The class was taking their surface interval, and a family
decided to wander up from the tracks, only to be asked if they were members…they
were quickly turned around and back over the train tracks. After packing we made a bee-line for
PizzAtown for a quick lunch, and both of us had shopping obligations to pursue.
Hoping to get my fills on Monday night and hope to see you
all again on Wednesday! The summer is young,
and the diving is there!
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