So there I was. No ****. When I got my first (the key word here is "first"..) dry suit, I did it allllll right. Everything was perfect and I was even able to look quasi-cool when I did the drowning wildabeast dance to get it on and off. So on to the first time I actually used it. In the sea. In February. 10 degrees celsius..... Okay, I ready. I am in a dry suit. I am prepared (insert lion's roar here).
We gear up, telling jokes and having fun... Safety/buddy/ all done. In we go. Descent... Damn. I don't Feel dry and warm. I feel like ice cubes are running down my arm and in my suit, and I seem to be negatively bouyant all of a sudden... Oh ****! 10 degrees is COLD!!! I am sooo sinking on one side- water is just flowing in. Up up back to boat. On boat. Frozen wildabeast dance to take off this thing.
You may need to know at this point that my darling 8 year old daughter KNOWS that I typically hate tight things around my neck and wrists. So she decided to help mommy. She cut little slices in the rubber seals AND the suit. She didn't want mommy to feel claustrophibic... Isn't that sweet? And mommy was too stupid to notice until the suit started filling up with freezing water....
Which is why it is the First dry suit..... Warranty did not apply. Can Haley say "goodbye college car money?". Mommy can. Oh hell, mommy and daddy spent that on dive gear years ago anyway...
onon.
Zen