iamrushman
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howdy and welcome from southeast florida .....that's a fine looking group of divers in your photo....thanks for sharing....now dive dive dive!
Brand spanking new diver here! (in an old package)
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LStewart
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Hey Bubba (Man in Southern lingo) AKA Sam
I'm the guy with the ball cap in front of the older guy on the fence in the right of the photo. My lovely wife is offset in front of me.
Carson-Newman is the University that tht NAUI class was taught through hence the orange flag/shirts (school colors) and eagle (school mascot) (I think the shadowing caused the flag to look red)
We covered a bit of diving history in class and I did know it's roots are in Cali but I'll def read LoD, thanks!
I understand there are some really cool kelp fields out there. I've been to CA twice and the water was brutally cold. I was surprised how cold it was. Maybe some (warm) day, I'll get to dive there.
See ya,
Larry
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Well Corn Bread and Butter milk (I guess - my neighbor is from Johnson City)
You attended and passed a NAUI college level course for a grade --My friend you got a very good start in your diving career - They included a little dive history ! Great !
I was on vacation at the Blue Hole in NM several years ago--A PADI superpooper informed me there was absolutely no instruction or diving until PADI came along-I wonder what the heck I was doing for the previous 70 plus years -
It is courses like yours that informs and keeps dive history alive and creates divers-- not people who dive
If they offer an advanced course by all means enroll ! I taught Advanced SCUBA at Orange Coast College in Costa Mesa California for 14 years -- 3 hours lecture every Thursday 2 dives every Saturday, Field trips to San Diego for deep diving in Canyon, Norcal for diving for Jade, CDC for helmet diving and a 165 chamber run and two day boat trip at Catalina with the food prepared by the college culinary arts program. Hopefully your college can offer something similar .
If you have contact with the NAUI instructors have them share the latest NAUI news with you- I am in one of their articles complete with picture
TTFN ( Ta Ta For Now )
SAM
You attended and passed a NAUI college level course for a grade --My friend you got a very good start in your diving career - They included a little dive history ! Great !
I was on vacation at the Blue Hole in NM several years ago--A PADI superpooper informed me there was absolutely no instruction or diving until PADI came along-I wonder what the heck I was doing for the previous 70 plus years -
It is courses like yours that informs and keeps dive history alive and creates divers-- not people who dive
If they offer an advanced course by all means enroll ! I taught Advanced SCUBA at Orange Coast College in Costa Mesa California for 14 years -- 3 hours lecture every Thursday 2 dives every Saturday, Field trips to San Diego for deep diving in Canyon, Norcal for diving for Jade, CDC for helmet diving and a 165 chamber run and two day boat trip at Catalina with the food prepared by the college culinary arts program. Hopefully your college can offer something similar .
If you have contact with the NAUI instructors have them share the latest NAUI news with you- I am in one of their articles complete with picture
TTFN ( Ta Ta For Now )
SAM
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Ok Hombre/Bubba/Larry/Hey You!
From that pic, you are NOT old.
From that pic, you are NOT old.
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Hombre,
Some ancient dive history ....from my newspaper column Dive Bubbles -first diving news paper column in US and possibly the world--and I lived it !
YOU CAN’T GO HOME AGAIN…”
By Dr. Samuel Miller,111
This summer 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! "You can’t go home again."
I spent a very early Saturday morning at Diver’s 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 world’s 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, Paul Hoss and Pat O’Malley.
Lots of changes have occurred in and around Divers Cove with the passage of thise 60 plus years.
In the early 1950s the rolling hills surrounding Diver’s 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 Diver’s 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, baggy long underwear, tucked in to equally baggy swim trunks,* round often home made diving masks on their faces,** short green fins on their feet ***and the weapon of choice three or five prong 3 “Jab Stick”**** 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. *****
Divers Cove has now become a popular diving destination for dive training classes. It is populated every Saturday and Sunday morning by young certified diving instructors who have arrived before 7:00 to conduct an 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 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 spearfishing 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. Tomas Wolfe’s 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 111
Copyright Dr.Samuel Miller,111 & Lee/CCnews/TPR; maynot be used with out permission of author and Lee/CCnews)
Some ancient dive history ....from my newspaper column Dive Bubbles -first diving news paper column in US and possibly the world--and I lived it !
YOU CAN’T GO HOME AGAIN…”
By Dr. Samuel Miller,111
This summer 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! "You can’t go home again."
I spent a very early Saturday morning at Diver’s 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 world’s 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, Paul Hoss and Pat O’Malley.
Lots of changes have occurred in and around Divers Cove with the passage of thise 60 plus years.
In the early 1950s the rolling hills surrounding Diver’s 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 Diver’s 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, baggy long underwear, tucked in to equally baggy swim trunks,* round often home made diving masks on their faces,** short green fins on their feet ***and the weapon of choice three or five prong 3 “Jab Stick”**** 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. *****
Divers Cove has now become a popular diving destination for dive training classes. It is populated every Saturday and Sunday morning by young certified diving instructors who have arrived before 7:00 to conduct an 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 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 spearfishing 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. Tomas Wolfe’s 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 111
Copyright Dr.Samuel Miller,111 & Lee/CCnews/TPR; maynot be used with out permission of author and Lee/CCnews)
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LStewart
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Bubba/Hombre or should I say honorable Dr. Miller!
I read the webpage you sent and the article. Quite an interesting read! It's amazing to think of all the folks that have fell in love with a sport that those of your generation helped to bring into the mainstream and make popular. I'm sure it's equally disappointing to see how so many have abused the privilege by damaging the marine environment and otherwise making complete asses of themselves. I sincerely intend to be a diver you'd be glad got into the sport and not wishing I hadn't. I've wanted to dive since I was 20 life just got in the way. I picked up whitewater kayaking about 20 years ago and fell in love with it. It's been hard on my shoulders and back so we're diversifying. We just have to be in/on/around the water!
On a separate note, if you would like one of the orange Carson-Newman SCUBA shirts send me your size/SS or LS/ and address and I'll gladly get it to you.
oh, and some days I feel older than others! Turning 50 next year!
I read the webpage you sent and the article. Quite an interesting read! It's amazing to think of all the folks that have fell in love with a sport that those of your generation helped to bring into the mainstream and make popular. I'm sure it's equally disappointing to see how so many have abused the privilege by damaging the marine environment and otherwise making complete asses of themselves. I sincerely intend to be a diver you'd be glad got into the sport and not wishing I hadn't. I've wanted to dive since I was 20 life just got in the way. I picked up whitewater kayaking about 20 years ago and fell in love with it. It's been hard on my shoulders and back so we're diversifying. We just have to be in/on/around the water!
On a separate note, if you would like one of the orange Carson-Newman SCUBA shirts send me your size/SS or LS/ and address and I'll gladly get it to you.
oh, and some days I feel older than others! Turning 50 next year!
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