Catalina Emergency Response Diver

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I would like to take a rescue course and am considering the USC Catalina Hyperbaric Chamber Emergency Response Diver course. There is one coming up in October and I want to make sure it will be worth taking a week off of work. Have any of you been through the course or have any thoughts on it? Thanks.

I've heard it's the best thing since sliced bread! I'll see you there! :cool3:

(Psst - It's the University of SoCal's Emergency Response Diver, btw.)

I signed up last year, but my project was a little too hot to go. :(
 
I've heard it's the best thing since sliced bread! I'll see you there! :cool3:

(Psst - It's the University of SoCal's Emergency Response Diver, btw.)

I signed up last year, but my project was a little too hot to go. :(

Great to see some other divers interested in the class. I was hoping to get some feedback from somebody who has taken taken it. Anybody???
 
I know the staff, it should be a great program.
 
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COURSE FEE
$675.00 US
(Course fee covers Class Tuition & Materials, Housing, and Meals for 5 days)
 
Saturday night, I over-nighted in the Sunrise hotel. Okay hotel, they offer a park, stay, and cruise package in which parking was certainly cheaper than the terminal. There was only one choice to get to Two Harbors, and that was the Catalina Express terminal launching from San Pedro.

Sunday morning, I am on the shuttle to the terminal to get on the bus. The Sunday outbound ferry was not very busy, but the inbound had a crowd. There was no weighing of luggage or anything, I can only guess it was not a problem due to the light load. We had a nice crossing, and I met a classmate on the way.

Arriving at the dock, we were to look for someone holding up an ERD sign. I spotted him, . . . and there was TC!!!!! He’s my hero, for suggesting this class. I so wish he didn’t have to take the ferry back . . . :( I have been learning a lot about the Catalina chamber operations – just chatting with those that work it – this chamber is run by volunteers who train up, do their ‘internship’, and then come over to log 12 days per year. That is an incredible dedication by some super people, who take time from their jobs to give back to the dive community. Thanks, TC, and all your brethren chamber ops, for being there. :hugs:

We took the afternoon to get an orientation briefing, put our dive stuff down the hill and our room stuff in our rooms. The Wrigley campus is set in a canyon-type environment, with buildings on left and right as one climbs up. As the two gals (M and me) were in the apartments over the cafeteria, we got to walk the entire up / down about 3-4 times a day. I’m going to have buns of steel by the time I leave! ;)

The rooms we’re in have two twin beds, a six-drawer chest, two desks, a small 2-cf fridge, all of your typical dorm style arrangements. The cafeteria serves food during a short ½ window for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Soft drinks, coffee, hot chocolate, and milk is always available, as are fruits and cereal. There is a sweet little lounge area with a big, flat-screen TV, although we in the ERD did not have time to watch it.

At the bottom of the hill is a really nice dock – part on stilts and part floating. There is also a concrete boat ramp that makes a nice, but slippery, water entrance and egress. All in all, this is a very well set up place.

One problem. “Since you are here for class, USC says you cannot dive except as part of the class.” ARRRGGHHHH. “You can snorkel, though.” Grumble, grumble, well, at least that’s better than nothing.

The three of us that came across on the ferry all decided to hit the drink. We walked down a ramp on the south side of the dock, and swam off to the south. OMG, we saw all KINDS of critters and couldn’t dive!!! About 15’ feet deep, I saw at least six leopard sharks, four or five guitarfish, and a huge bat ray. One of the guys, about 20’ away, says he counted eleven in one area. I’m taking pictures from the surface, and the swells kept taking things out of focus.

After our snorkel trip, we saw two boats coming in. It was the largest contingent of our class; there were eleven people (a team) of the Las Angeles Port Police. This was a bunch of young, healthy folk full of piss and vinegar, who got along famously and kept us laughing the whole time. They have absolutely the best dive boats, emblazoned with the Los Angeles Port Police name, excellent gear, everyone in the same equipment . . . make you DIR practitioners proud!

We ended up with four “civvies” and the eleven police in the class. Dinner was ribeye steak, mashed ‘taters, and asparagus. :D After dinner, we reported to the classroom. We slowed down for nothing.

The night’s class was to go through the process of being the first responder. Bottom line is to ‘get rid of the victim – into the Emergency Medical Services (EMS) system. We practiced round-robins of CPR, rescue breathing, mask and bag, and Automated External Defibrillator. We were rather clumsy, taking about 5 minutes to cycle each time.
 
We began our day with “Basic Life Support” training, all morning. We covered more material and practice, practice, practice. The afternoon covered radio communications, more First Aid/CPR, and then round-robin CPR / O2 practice. There was not the “see the demo, show the skills”. We do practice – practice – practice until we worked with machine precision. Class went from 8am to 9pm.

These sessions qualified us for the DAN Emergency Response Diver, the Neurological Exam, and Marine Life Injuries.
 
Today started with a dive! G kept saying, this is a fun dive. Everyone was like, “wait, where’s the catch?” “Are we going to find a body down there?” No, really, it was a fun dive. My buddy K and I went back to where we saw the sharks and such . . . nope, gone. They come into the cove in the afternoon. :(

I was not having fun, though. The tanks I grabbed ended up being HP 120s . . . I think it was not having my glasses on, because I could not read the tanks. I was horribly over-weighted, and had the cam bands set up wrong for tanks that size. Also, my left wrist seal was leaking (do not know why), and my neck seal was leaking (I surmise it was the hood). Soaking wet, felt like a puppet on a string . . . I felt sorry for my buddy, because I dove badly.

Once out of the water, we found that the purpose of the dive was for the instructor to assess swimming and kicking styles. A lot of the port team were bicycling. The instructor demonstrated the combat swimming technique, and everyone practiced that technique around the dock two or three times. While I have often heard the description, “I’m a fish!”, one of my fellow ‘civvies’ T epitomized that phrase. Smooth, fast in the water, and even when towing a diver, he was faster than non-towing swimmers. The kicker was – he was diving twin jets! :rofl3:

The next topic was dive planning – did we discuss a plan? How about methods of communicating gas amounts?

Again, drill, drill, drill. We had a lecture before lunch, where we discussed the causes of diving accidents. After lunch, we discussed common diver injuries and did some First Aid practical drills.

Then, we got to suit up, sans dive gear, and hit the water for In-Water rescue techniques. The instructor demonstrated a technique, by the numbers, then executed the whole thing super smooth and quick. The class paired up again, and as we dragged each other around the dock, the instructor was coaching, commending, and correcting what we did. We took a break to discuss diving practices, then back in the water to practice the techniques again.

What I found was unique is that G did not say “do it this way”, but instead questioned the why of everyone doing what they do. Were you taught to do rescue breathing on the surface while towing? How far is the boat? He had the class swim as hard and fast as they could to a buoy, then return again swimming hard. Back at the dock, he handed off rubber gloves with the instruction that every five seconds, each diver would blow up the glove to the size of a breathing bag. Winded, tired, it was quite apparent that trying to do rescue breathing for someone that just swam out to the victim was way far more difficult than what was taught in the Rescue Diver class. “Where’s the boat?” If the boat is close [close – rescuer judgment], get the victim to the boat where the other, fresh, people could put the victim on a hard surface, and give oxygen and CPR as necessary. Again – rescuer makes a judgment call. What G stressed was, “Do what is appropriate for the situation, and make sure you practice, practice, practice.

We broke for clean-up and dinner . . . our left-over steaks were a yummy stew . . . wow, was that good after the day’s soaking!

The evening class was testing on the DAN subjects of First Responder, First Aid, O2, and Marine Animal injuries.
 

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