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I have too much free time today...This was posted in the bibliophile section but should have been posted here in the SoCal section where it all began...sdm
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There are a number of vintage books devoted to spear fishing, the most desireable and rarest is of course Gilpatrics "Complete Goggler," published in 1938.
Equally rare, perhaps even rarer are vintage magazine articles. The 1949 National Geographic magazine artcle "Goggle fishing in California Waters," Vol ZCV #5,May 1949, is considered by most serious magliophile/bibliophile as the fountainhead of magazine articles devoted to spear fishing.
Universally known as the "Bottom Scratcher issue," Pages 615 to 632 is jammed packed with with the photograpy of Lamar Boren, who later gained fame as the photgraher of the Sea Hunt series, there are 7 B&W photographs, 12 "natural color" photographs (in 1949 color photography was in it's infancy) and with a text written by professional National Geographic staff member. This issue should be on every collector/historian bucket list.
There is a historical significance of articles and books of this era that provide a glimpse in to a the genesis of the sport and should be cherished as great historical documents...The crude early Churchill fins; the homemade equipment; the masks, the jab sticks (pole spears) the lack of thermal protection...All these items were in the process of future development.
Only a few remain who were participants of that bygone era and they are rapidly dwindling in numbers, soon they all will be gone...those that remain will be subject to I think, I suppose, I heard, I was told, or subject to some self appointed expert who posts with great authority but little or no knowledge of the subject matter, and there is ample supply of them on this board.
As a college student and later as a USAF officer I was terrified of placing my thoughts on paper. I was determined to overcome this fear and some how write an article..I slowly hand wrote my first published six page article "Jade Cove" in the late 1950s, followed by "Keepen Kreepers" which documents polishing abalone shells, mounting lobsters and preserving all sorts of marine life. Both articles have been reprinted a number of times in local and national publications as the definitive guides for diving Jade Cove and preserving and displaying marine specimens. -- I suppose that was the starting point in my publishing endeavors.
During the past 60 plus years I have been honored for my writings, I was the very first guest editor of Skin Diver Magazine (SDM), was on the cover and published several SDM articles, the only person to have received all three honors. I have also had four dedicated columns in national and international dive publications and authored the first weekly dedicated diving column in a US news paper, titled "Dive Bubbles". And those of you who are fans of Terry Maas's Spearfishing books, as I am, you will recall I was acknowledged as a contributor to "Freedive!"
The point of all this verbiage????..I would like to close with one of my articles that contrast yesterday's divers with today's divers,
YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN
By
Dr. Samuel Miller
Several summers ago I visited with some relatives and old friends to reconnect with my roots down in southern California, in smogsville, as the smog shrouded area of Los Angeles and Orange County is known by most Californians who reside in other areas of the state.
This visit certainly verified the message in the Thomas Wolfe book You can't go home again which I found so difficult to comprehend as a young college student. Yes, Thomas Wolfe was correct! Indeed - You can't go home again.
I spent a very early Saturday morning at Divers Cove in Laguna Beach, the fountainhead of American sport diving. It has been a popular diving location since recreational diving began along the California coast in the early 1930s. The cove as local divers refer to it, was catapulted from obscurity into international diving fame when it was chosen as the location for the worlds first competitive spear fishing meet in June 1950. The Compton, California Dolphins Spear Fishing club, won the meet with a three man team consisting of Ken Kummerfeild, Pat OMalley and Paul Hoss (of the Bottom Scratcher/Hoss gun fame)
The cove was immortalized for divers through out the world on the cover of the December 1951, issue of Skin Diver Magazine Volume 1, number 1 with a picture of the late Dr. Nelson "Matty" Mathenson of the Long Beach Nepunes proudly displaying a presentable White Sea Bass he had just speared at the at "the Cove."
Surprisingly Diver's Cove did not receive it's name from recreational diving but from the local youth's habit of diving into the shallow blow hole from the rocks below where the apartments now stand. The apartments were constructed in 1960 which physically separated the cove and Fishermen cove to the north. Prior to the construction and into the 1970s Fisherman's cove was the docking and storage cove for a number of small local recreational sport fishing boats
Lots of other changes have occurred in and around Divers Cove with the passage of sixty years.
In the 1950s the rolling hills surrounding Divers Cove were devoid of housing and covered with dry chaparral, which emitted the classic California golden glow always associated with the Golden state. Now when viewed from the cove the hills appear almost surrealistic emerald green, blanketed by modern multi- million dollar homes on well-manicured lawns interconnected labyrinth of roads.
It is no longer possible to drive up to the edge of the cliff at Divers Cove and park haphazardly. Parking places are now regulated. They are neatly identified with white stripes on the concrete and crowned with a row of coin eating parking meters; silent sentinels waiting for the next quarter for fifteen minutes of violation free parking.
Also absent is the steel cable that provided beach goers and divers to access to the beach. It was a much-appreciated gift from some unknown beach lover who spent their time; money and effort to securely bury one end of the cable in cement and dangle the rest of the cable over the cliff to create a Tarzan style hand over hand beach access. Now modern stairs complete with handrails and a drinking fountain welcomes the divers to the beach
The beach scene I remember so well from my youth is now only a distant memory, but they are memories of gold as were the hills surrounding the cove.
In the genesis of recreational diving the beach was populated with young athletic sun tanned male youths clad in the diving costume of the era, a thick GI surplus sweater or baggy long underwear, tucked in to equally baggy swim trunks, round diving masks on their faces, short green fins on their feet and the weapon of choice a Jab Stick (a pole spear powered by the trust of the arm) unceremoniously stuck in the ground.
Like ancient tribes returning from a successful hunt they stood in small groups, wrapped in surplus WWII olive drab army or navy blue blankets, shivering and blue lipped from the cold of the water and the chill in the air. Roaring bonfires fed by WWII surplus tires added much needed warmth as it belched fourth thick heavy black smoke into the clean crisp smog free Orange County air.
Now Divers Cove has become a popular diving destination for dive training classes. It is populated every Saturday and Sunday morning by young fuzzy faced certified diving instructors who have arrived before 7:00 to conduct the final ocean check out dive for their classes of aspiring divers. Under the ever-watchful eye of their SCUBA instructor, young and old, male and female don the costume of modern diving. Bright colored wet suits have replaced the GI sweaters and long underwear for thermal protection; clear form fitting twin lens masks of clear silicone replaced the black round rubber masks; multi hued long lightweight split plastic fins now adorn their feet replacing the short green Churchill fins. Not a spear fishing weapon is insight, since this area has been a game reserve for over a generation.
Yes, there have been a lot of changes in the last sixty plus years. Thomas Wolfes message has been verified. "You can't go home again," but you can relive fond memories from the distant past and dream and hope for the future of recreational diving.
Only the sea, the eternal sea, has relentlessly remained the same
SDM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There are a number of vintage books devoted to spear fishing, the most desireable and rarest is of course Gilpatrics "Complete Goggler," published in 1938.
Equally rare, perhaps even rarer are vintage magazine articles. The 1949 National Geographic magazine artcle "Goggle fishing in California Waters," Vol ZCV #5,May 1949, is considered by most serious magliophile/bibliophile as the fountainhead of magazine articles devoted to spear fishing.
Universally known as the "Bottom Scratcher issue," Pages 615 to 632 is jammed packed with with the photograpy of Lamar Boren, who later gained fame as the photgraher of the Sea Hunt series, there are 7 B&W photographs, 12 "natural color" photographs (in 1949 color photography was in it's infancy) and with a text written by professional National Geographic staff member. This issue should be on every collector/historian bucket list.
There is a historical significance of articles and books of this era that provide a glimpse in to a the genesis of the sport and should be cherished as great historical documents...The crude early Churchill fins; the homemade equipment; the masks, the jab sticks (pole spears) the lack of thermal protection...All these items were in the process of future development.
Only a few remain who were participants of that bygone era and they are rapidly dwindling in numbers, soon they all will be gone...those that remain will be subject to I think, I suppose, I heard, I was told, or subject to some self appointed expert who posts with great authority but little or no knowledge of the subject matter, and there is ample supply of them on this board.
As a college student and later as a USAF officer I was terrified of placing my thoughts on paper. I was determined to overcome this fear and some how write an article..I slowly hand wrote my first published six page article "Jade Cove" in the late 1950s, followed by "Keepen Kreepers" which documents polishing abalone shells, mounting lobsters and preserving all sorts of marine life. Both articles have been reprinted a number of times in local and national publications as the definitive guides for diving Jade Cove and preserving and displaying marine specimens. -- I suppose that was the starting point in my publishing endeavors.
During the past 60 plus years I have been honored for my writings, I was the very first guest editor of Skin Diver Magazine (SDM), was on the cover and published several SDM articles, the only person to have received all three honors. I have also had four dedicated columns in national and international dive publications and authored the first weekly dedicated diving column in a US news paper, titled "Dive Bubbles". And those of you who are fans of Terry Maas's Spearfishing books, as I am, you will recall I was acknowledged as a contributor to "Freedive!"
The point of all this verbiage????..I would like to close with one of my articles that contrast yesterday's divers with today's divers,
YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN
By
Dr. Samuel Miller
Several summers ago I visited with some relatives and old friends to reconnect with my roots down in southern California, in smogsville, as the smog shrouded area of Los Angeles and Orange County is known by most Californians who reside in other areas of the state.
This visit certainly verified the message in the Thomas Wolfe book You can't go home again which I found so difficult to comprehend as a young college student. Yes, Thomas Wolfe was correct! Indeed - You can't go home again.
I spent a very early Saturday morning at Divers Cove in Laguna Beach, the fountainhead of American sport diving. It has been a popular diving location since recreational diving began along the California coast in the early 1930s. The cove as local divers refer to it, was catapulted from obscurity into international diving fame when it was chosen as the location for the worlds first competitive spear fishing meet in June 1950. The Compton, California Dolphins Spear Fishing club, won the meet with a three man team consisting of Ken Kummerfeild, Pat OMalley and Paul Hoss (of the Bottom Scratcher/Hoss gun fame)
The cove was immortalized for divers through out the world on the cover of the December 1951, issue of Skin Diver Magazine Volume 1, number 1 with a picture of the late Dr. Nelson "Matty" Mathenson of the Long Beach Nepunes proudly displaying a presentable White Sea Bass he had just speared at the at "the Cove."
Surprisingly Diver's Cove did not receive it's name from recreational diving but from the local youth's habit of diving into the shallow blow hole from the rocks below where the apartments now stand. The apartments were constructed in 1960 which physically separated the cove and Fishermen cove to the north. Prior to the construction and into the 1970s Fisherman's cove was the docking and storage cove for a number of small local recreational sport fishing boats
Lots of other changes have occurred in and around Divers Cove with the passage of sixty years.
In the 1950s the rolling hills surrounding Divers Cove were devoid of housing and covered with dry chaparral, which emitted the classic California golden glow always associated with the Golden state. Now when viewed from the cove the hills appear almost surrealistic emerald green, blanketed by modern multi- million dollar homes on well-manicured lawns interconnected labyrinth of roads.
It is no longer possible to drive up to the edge of the cliff at Divers Cove and park haphazardly. Parking places are now regulated. They are neatly identified with white stripes on the concrete and crowned with a row of coin eating parking meters; silent sentinels waiting for the next quarter for fifteen minutes of violation free parking.
Also absent is the steel cable that provided beach goers and divers to access to the beach. It was a much-appreciated gift from some unknown beach lover who spent their time; money and effort to securely bury one end of the cable in cement and dangle the rest of the cable over the cliff to create a Tarzan style hand over hand beach access. Now modern stairs complete with handrails and a drinking fountain welcomes the divers to the beach
The beach scene I remember so well from my youth is now only a distant memory, but they are memories of gold as were the hills surrounding the cove.
In the genesis of recreational diving the beach was populated with young athletic sun tanned male youths clad in the diving costume of the era, a thick GI surplus sweater or baggy long underwear, tucked in to equally baggy swim trunks, round diving masks on their faces, short green fins on their feet and the weapon of choice a Jab Stick (a pole spear powered by the trust of the arm) unceremoniously stuck in the ground.
Like ancient tribes returning from a successful hunt they stood in small groups, wrapped in surplus WWII olive drab army or navy blue blankets, shivering and blue lipped from the cold of the water and the chill in the air. Roaring bonfires fed by WWII surplus tires added much needed warmth as it belched fourth thick heavy black smoke into the clean crisp smog free Orange County air.
Now Divers Cove has become a popular diving destination for dive training classes. It is populated every Saturday and Sunday morning by young fuzzy faced certified diving instructors who have arrived before 7:00 to conduct the final ocean check out dive for their classes of aspiring divers. Under the ever-watchful eye of their SCUBA instructor, young and old, male and female don the costume of modern diving. Bright colored wet suits have replaced the GI sweaters and long underwear for thermal protection; clear form fitting twin lens masks of clear silicone replaced the black round rubber masks; multi hued long lightweight split plastic fins now adorn their feet replacing the short green Churchill fins. Not a spear fishing weapon is insight, since this area has been a game reserve for over a generation.
Yes, there have been a lot of changes in the last sixty plus years. Thomas Wolfes message has been verified. "You can't go home again," but you can relive fond memories from the distant past and dream and hope for the future of recreational diving.
Only the sea, the eternal sea, has relentlessly remained the same
SDM
