My wifes OW class
I had been certified for almost a year. We had been seeing each other about six months and most of our dates started with her sitting in the car trying to stay warm while did a winter night dive before we went out. I was already a PADI rescue diver with several specialties and had been diving pretty much every weekend since being certified. My wife did private pool sessions with thee owner of the shop. When it came time for her OW dives the owner of the shop taught the first day (first two dives). Everything was pretty unremarkable. The divemasters were the same divers I dived with every weekend and I trusted them.
The second day the instructor who taught was a stand in who only taught for the shop occasionally. I hadnt heard anything good about him and one of the DMs that I trusted refused to assist with the class that day. Two classes were combined that day and if I remember right there were about 10 students. Skill demonstrations went very slow and divers got cold and ran low on air before it was over so the tour portion of the dive was skipped. On the second dive of the day the instructor organized things a little different. He decided that since the roadbed was so crowded with classes that he would take his class somewhere else. The roadbed has a gravel bottom and is the least silty place in the quarry. Some how divers became split up and things were very confusing. I stayed with my wife and her assigned buddy and none of us had a clue as to what was going on. He sat my wife and her buddy in the deep silt signaling all of us to stay put. There they sat. My wife was holding hands with her buddy and trying very hard to break me hand with her other hand. She stated later that had I not been there she would have freaked and nearly did anyway. About 15 minutes later the instructor came back and did some skills with them.
My wife was assigned to go on a tour with a DM that I knew well and trusted. I was asked to buddy up with one of the students who was to tour with the instructor. The vis was next to nothing and following the instructor all we could see was an occasional glimpse of his fin tips. Then nothing he and the rest of the group were gone. We stopped and waited thinking he would come back but after a while it became clear that wasnt going to happen. I had trouble deciding what to do. I thought about surfacing but figured that there was a greater chance of the student having trouble doing a free ascent without a reference than just staying on the bottom where everything was going ok. We continued on and finally hit the roadbed. I guessed that the instructor would have followed it and I guessed what direction he would have went. I figured he was taking the class to the school bus. We caught up to the class a the bus. The instructor never had a clue that we were ever gone.
Every one was given a temporary certification card and went off happy little ignorant new divers.
A summer or two later that same instructor stood in to teach an advanced class while the owners went on a dive trip to Australia. While doing the AOW night dive in the very same quarry a student became separated from the class and was found later dead. The autopsy revealed no sign of heart attack or other medical problem. The diver apparently just spit out his reg and drown in 20 ft of water.
The daughter of this instructors girl friend stopped in my shop a few weeks ago. He moved out west someplace and is still teaching diving today.
Maybe the dead diver made choices as did my wife and myself but they were choices based on flawed information and misplaced trust. Maybe he could have prevented that death and maybe not but there were a bunch of us who seen it comming and knew that it was just a matter of time. The dive shop also knew how he taught. I wonder if any more of his student have been killed or injured. I have money that says they will be.
I had been certified for almost a year. We had been seeing each other about six months and most of our dates started with her sitting in the car trying to stay warm while did a winter night dive before we went out. I was already a PADI rescue diver with several specialties and had been diving pretty much every weekend since being certified. My wife did private pool sessions with thee owner of the shop. When it came time for her OW dives the owner of the shop taught the first day (first two dives). Everything was pretty unremarkable. The divemasters were the same divers I dived with every weekend and I trusted them.
The second day the instructor who taught was a stand in who only taught for the shop occasionally. I hadnt heard anything good about him and one of the DMs that I trusted refused to assist with the class that day. Two classes were combined that day and if I remember right there were about 10 students. Skill demonstrations went very slow and divers got cold and ran low on air before it was over so the tour portion of the dive was skipped. On the second dive of the day the instructor organized things a little different. He decided that since the roadbed was so crowded with classes that he would take his class somewhere else. The roadbed has a gravel bottom and is the least silty place in the quarry. Some how divers became split up and things were very confusing. I stayed with my wife and her assigned buddy and none of us had a clue as to what was going on. He sat my wife and her buddy in the deep silt signaling all of us to stay put. There they sat. My wife was holding hands with her buddy and trying very hard to break me hand with her other hand. She stated later that had I not been there she would have freaked and nearly did anyway. About 15 minutes later the instructor came back and did some skills with them.
My wife was assigned to go on a tour with a DM that I knew well and trusted. I was asked to buddy up with one of the students who was to tour with the instructor. The vis was next to nothing and following the instructor all we could see was an occasional glimpse of his fin tips. Then nothing he and the rest of the group were gone. We stopped and waited thinking he would come back but after a while it became clear that wasnt going to happen. I had trouble deciding what to do. I thought about surfacing but figured that there was a greater chance of the student having trouble doing a free ascent without a reference than just staying on the bottom where everything was going ok. We continued on and finally hit the roadbed. I guessed that the instructor would have followed it and I guessed what direction he would have went. I figured he was taking the class to the school bus. We caught up to the class a the bus. The instructor never had a clue that we were ever gone.
Every one was given a temporary certification card and went off happy little ignorant new divers.
A summer or two later that same instructor stood in to teach an advanced class while the owners went on a dive trip to Australia. While doing the AOW night dive in the very same quarry a student became separated from the class and was found later dead. The autopsy revealed no sign of heart attack or other medical problem. The diver apparently just spit out his reg and drown in 20 ft of water.
The daughter of this instructors girl friend stopped in my shop a few weeks ago. He moved out west someplace and is still teaching diving today.
Maybe the dead diver made choices as did my wife and myself but they were choices based on flawed information and misplaced trust. Maybe he could have prevented that death and maybe not but there were a bunch of us who seen it comming and knew that it was just a matter of time. The dive shop also knew how he taught. I wonder if any more of his student have been killed or injured. I have money that says they will be.