Well, what can I say to all of you. I was scared, if you are all so brave and this would not make you blink an eye. Good for you, then. I just went on this site to get opinions from people like you. This is a great site for you all, because you all think very similarly. No sympathy for new divers, okay, got it. Thanks.
There is a lot of empathy (far more valuable than sympathy) for new divers here. I know; this weekend took me up to a whopping 11 logged OW dives. I've been hanging around Scubaboard from right around when I first considered signing my wife and I up for lessons.
I've had some disagreements with SB members, and some are not the most diplomatic in expressing their opinions or in correcting wrong perceptions posted by other forum regulars, regardless of whether it's a n00b they're disagreeing with or a long-time diver and SB member.
The reason I stick around, though, is that there's also a wealth of experience and information right here, and along with the undiplomatic folks, there are also a great deal of people who go out of their way to be friendly and helpful.
As n00bs we're going to make some dumb mistakes. I know. I made one this weekend. When we dove Sunday morning, viz was way down. I didn't pay nearly as much attention to my compass as I should have, particularly since we were just cruising along nice and easy along a sandy, nearly featureless bottom. There was just enough surge action to keep the scattered vegetation swaying back and forth.
When it came time to turn back, based on the amount of air I had left, I signaled my wife to head back, turned around, and checked my compass heading. Apparently, along with the surge, there was just enough current that had been helping us out, and now slowed us down heading back. Not only that, but with the surge, it tended to turn us without us realizing it until I checked my compass again.
At that point, I had no clue just how turned around we were, and decided it made a lot more sense to go ahead and surface, rather than possibly end up swimming in the wrong direction until my air was gone. We made a slow, sensible ascent, and once up saw that I'd managed to get us completely out of the bay.
My wife got a bit stressed about it. We were a long ways out, in 2 - 4 foot swells, and by this point I definitely did NOT have enough air remaining to try and swim submerged back to shore.
We inflated our BC's and started a steady back-swim towards shore. We could have snorkeled, but on our backs I had an easy time glancing towards the landmarks so we kept going the right direction. It also allowed me to see when a swell was coming, and be ready in case it washed over us. I held onto my wife's tank valve so we would both stay together, and while it took a bit of time, we got back just fine. The only "casualties" in this incident were my sunburned face, from floating on my back for so long, and my wife's breakfast, as she is more susceptible to seasickness than I am. We were almost all the way back when it finally got too much for her and she lost it.
I fully expect the "old hands" here to confirm that, yes, I screwed up. This was, however, probably the most valuable dive of the weekend. They told us in class that we need to pay attention to where we're going and how to get back, and they taught us how to use the compass. I also already knew that the easiest method of UW navigation is keeping a fixed feature in sight, such as a ridge of rocks bordering a sandy bottom. It's bonehead navigation to swim out with the rocks on one side of your body, so if you swim back with them on the other side, you're retracing your path. I didn't do either that dive, and it could have turned into a much scarier situation.
There's an old quote that goes something to the effect of, "Experience is a harsh teacher, for he gives the test first, and the lesson afterwards."
We both got some harsh lessons lately, and if you're anything like I am, this one is going to stick with you far more than something they might have told you in class. The biggest lesson is this: We survived a less-than-ideal situation as n00bs, and we can see from the reactions of the old timers that, while unsettling, it wasn't really as serious as we might have thought. Our big lesson is, keep our heads, and don't make the situation worse by panicking.
Stick around, and get to know the people here. I think you'll find, as I have, that this is a terrific place to talk scuba, ask opinions about products and procedures, share stories, and - perhaps not so enjoyable - have it confirmed that we screwed up.
I don't know about you, but I'd rather have an experienced diver tell me I screwed up, than have him worry about my feelings and possibly reinforce a bad habit. To me, that's the best way for me to become one of those old timers myself.