Aquarena Springs Blog-o-rama
Well that's it! After spending two nights and four weekend days, and I'll be a certified NAUI
diver as soon as as my paperwork comes in. Our trip to Aquarena went off
without a hitch. We were diving from 2-5 on Saturday, and 7:30-9 on Sunday.
Aquarena itself was a bit disappointing. First, we were only allowed to dive
in a very tiny marked off spot of water. Apparently there are several endangered
species there, so the EPA has restricted the diving space to about 1 or 2
acres. Second, on Saturday it was amazingly crowded. We had to wait a while
to get in, and even then the water was crowded with divers cramped in this
small space. Third, because of all the action, the water in this area was
stirred up so badly visibility was limited to a few feet in many areas. What's
the point of diving if you can't see anything?
Nevertheless, I believe these factors proved valuable for our training. We
got to experience diving in close quarters, having to worry about crossing
critical boundaries, and navigation in murky waters.
Texas Blind Salamander (blind...no wonder it's endangered -- why don't we stop interfering and let natural selection do it's job)
Our very first dive was an interesting experience. I was with the first group
of guys to jump in. In the pool, we had all been rock solid. SCUBA diving
(at our level) after all is very easy. You simply breath in, and breath out.
The number one rule is DO NOT PANIC! Whatever you do, you just keep breathing
through the regulator. Only if you cease to do this can you start to get into
some trouble. I'll admit that I started to feel some panic on this first
dive.
In retrospect there was nothing really to worry about, but that's not how the
mind works when you are in the moment. We jumped into the water and everything
was fine. I could feel the cool water rushing into to feel my wetsuit. As
we descended, one of the first things I noticed was that everything sounded a
bit different than I was used to. This was because I chose to wear a hood
for extra warmth. The hood tends to amplify the noise so it's much louder
than it would otherwise be. I found it slightly disorienting. I was also
trying to make sure it wasn't underneath my mask so as to cause a leak.
When we got to the bottom, we were quite distracted by all of the other
divers. What was most disorienting (everyone agreed later), was the
stirred up dirt and weeds that were clouding visibility. Not only
does this make it a lot darker than a pool, but it's also moving in
various currents. Now I understood why my instructor said that depth
was all relative to visibility (200' and being able to see the boat is far
better than 10' and not being able to see your hand). At this point we were
all sitting on the bottom looking back and forth at each other as we breathed
in and out and filled the water with bubbles.
Diving with a buddy is much safer. A buddy provides an emergency air source, and can also aide in entanglement situations
When you're new to this you can't help
but wonder about 'what if' something goes wrong. It's not just that you're 20
feet below the surface, because that's not too far really. But it's that you
have a TON of equipment on you, weighing you down. Our instructor had just told me
that most accidents actually happen at only 10 or 20 feet of depth. At this
point I could understand. Most of those were probably by rookies who had
some kind of basic equipment failure and panicked.
So you can't help but think about what you should do if things go wrong.
You make sure you know where the BC inflator hose is, and you reach down
to finger the clip of your weight belt which you could drop. Of course
emergency ascent isn't usually a good idea, but at this depth it wouldn't
hurt much.
After everyone was settled, we started doing the drills which we had
learned. One of the first was the the basic mask clear
drill. You fill your mask up with water, or take it off, and then replace it
and clear out the water by blowing bubbles into it. This is where I made
my mistake. I had never done this incorrectly before, but I guess being distracted
by everything going on, I didn't remember to do the most basic thing --
to breath out of your nose when clearing the mask.
Having done that, I somehow drank in some water and was coughing. Luckily I knew
what I did wrong immediately, and was able to clear, but I had some water in my lungs.
This is where I began to feel a little panic. On the one hand, I didn't want my instructor
to think I was an idiot. On the other hand, there's still that basic fear of
'what if', which is now compounded a bit by the fact that you're already
coughing on water. Somehow in the mask flood I'd also gotten some water
in my eyes which had knocked my contacts off center so my vision was blurry.
We did a few more drills and then went back up the surface. I was definitely
glad to get out. At some point the thought had entered my mind, 'maybe this
isn't for you'. The funny thing was, going back to the benches with the other
guys, it turns out that all of us had experienced some panic, and had the same
thoughts. That made me feel a lot better. Sitting there I was able to recap
what happened, and see that there was nothing wrong really, except for my
one mistake in the drill. Even then, coughing is not a big deal, since you
can cough right through the regulator.
After that dive, we went back in and did some other drills. For the remaining
dives, we got to swim around by ourselves and just have fun. We were supposed
to be with buddies, but didn't even follow that rule very well. There were
a lot of divers in this area anyway. From dive number two and on, it was all fun
and games for me. I never had any more problems or any feelings of anxiety or
panic. The best part about it were playing with all the fish. There were lots
of bass, perch, turtles and other fish I didn't even recognize. On Sunday we
were the first ones in and got to see how clear it really was. I'm sure we could
see at least 50' into the water. I swam around until my tank was down to 750 psi.
Divers have to swim through an underwater buoyancy course. Buoyancy control is essential when diving in this sensitive environment.
In retrospect, I'm glad that I got a little panicked on that first dive just
to know what that can feel like. Ultimately, you're going to be ok, as long as
you don't give in to it and do something stupid. All you have to do is keep
breathing in and out.
Saturday night, to the disgust of my dad who thinks all movies are a waste of
time, I watched The Guardian
on my laptop. Now I'm not a huge Kevin Costner fan, but this was a good movie.
I'd definitely recommend it. Kosner and Aston Kutcher play Coast Guard rescue
swimmers deployed to sea accidents and disasters. Many of the scenes take
place on the Bering Sea, which is one of the nastiest bodies of water in the
world. I always enjoy good stormy sea footage.
I would recommend SCUBA diving to anyone who is interested. Technically, you don't
even have to know how to swim (fins do the work). It IS a bit expensive:
the class is about $250 and the basic gear which most people purchase another $200.
.. but it's a great learning experience. You end up learning about diving equipment
and skills of course, but also physics, physiology, and ultimately a little bit
about yourself! I'm looking forward to doing some real diving now!
Fri 2/23/2007
Day Off, and Headed to San Marcos
Today I had the day off! It has rocked. I am preparing for my weekend in San Marcos where we'll be diving at Aquarena (another). There we'll be able to finish up our NAUI Open Water certification with 5 dives. This training equips us to make dives up to about 60', or so they say.
I could put some pretty pictures in here, but I'm already way over my MySpace and blogging time quota for the day. Yea, I had to set a few facts straight on the MyS/GIN network. Other than that I've been studying the dive book a bit, and filled out the "take home test" (with my dad). Who needs to know that stuff anyway; I'm sure nothing will go wrong. Let's see.. And I did a few other more significant things, but I won't bore you with those. :) Well, time to pack!
Thu 2/22/2007
Etymology of the day: By and Large
The phrase "by and large" today means "generally speaking," "mostly" or "on the whole." The origin is nautical, and had a very precise meaning. It was an order to the man at the helm of a sailing ship, meaning to sail the ship slightly off the wind. A similar command was "full and by" which meant to "sail as close to the wind as it can go." The risk of sailing too close to the wind was the danger of being "taken aback" (when the sails press against the mast and progress halts.) Thus, when a person doesn't want to "sail" directly into a statement, "by and large" is a hedge, a phrase of circumspection, a way of saying that the statement is an imprecise generality.
(source)
Best Places To Work
Fortune Magazine recently released their 100 Best Companies To Work For 2007.
Wed 2/21/2007
Quality Forwards: And You Thought You Were Having A Bad Day At Work
Every now and then, I get a funny email forwarded to me, which is really funny. For these, I have a gmail label: "Quality Forward". I will share some of these with you. Many of you may have seen these before, but they're so good they're worth a revisit. I was sharing this story yesterday, and it goes with the SCUBA theme.
April, 1998
Hi Sue,
Just another note from your bottom dwelling brother. Last week I had a bad day at the office. Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job. As you know my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the water is quite cool. So what we do to keep warm is this:
We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of junk sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temp. It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose which is taped to the air hose. Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints. What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is I take the hose and stuff it down the back of my neck. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a jacuzzi.
Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my bottom started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my rear end started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened to me. The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit.
This is even worse than the poison ivy I once had under a cast. Now I had that hose down my back. I don't have any hair on my back, so the jellyfish couldn't get stuck to my back. My posterior was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding in the jellyfish. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the comms. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he along with 5 other divers were laughing hysterically. Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make 3 agonizing water stops totaling 35 minutes before I could come to the surface.
I got to the surface wearing nothing but my brass helmet. My suit and gear were tied to the bell. When I got on board the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to medicate myself when I get in the chamber. The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't function properly for two days because of all the swelling. I later found out that this could easily have been prevented if the suction hose was placed on the leeward side of the ship.
Anyway, the next time you have a bad day at the office, think of me. Think about how much worse your day would be if you were to have a close encounter with a jellyfish in the way I did. I hope you have no bad days at the office. But if you do, I hope that thought will make it a little more tolerable. Take care, and I hope to hear from you soon.
Love,
Brian
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