ScubaSarus
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The thread is getting quite long so I split it in 2.
Here is a funny one that happened when I first started diving.
While doing a night dive with my buddy at the Waterford Boat Launch, he insisted on planning the dive. So we dove straight out 25 yards off the boat launch. I saw the fishermen on the point and insisted we go out another 25 yards and he refused. So we descended to 20 ft and proceeded with our dive with him pulling the flag that belonged to me. We became separated for a few minutes and still could see each others lights. Then his light disappeared. Suddenly my buddy came out of the darkness and lunged at me with the widest terrified eyes I've ever seen. He frantically demanded we surface immediately. As we surfaced he kept saying that someone down there was pulling at him. I told him we were the only ones down there. Then we heard a voice. HEY!! YOU SNAGGED OUR LINES!!!! Oh it was the fisherman.
But the story gets worse. After the dive we were approached by the D.E.P. checking us for lobster which rushed us into putting the gear away. The next day a heat wave set in and my car smelled a bit like the sea. The next day my car smelled a bit like fish. The next day it was OH THE HUMANITY WHATS THAT SMELL!!! I opened the trunk to see the mangled fish head from the fishermans line still attached to my flag that I kept in the trunk. Grosssssss
Here is a funny one that happened when I first started diving.
While doing a night dive with my buddy at the Waterford Boat Launch, he insisted on planning the dive. So we dove straight out 25 yards off the boat launch. I saw the fishermen on the point and insisted we go out another 25 yards and he refused. So we descended to 20 ft and proceeded with our dive with him pulling the flag that belonged to me. We became separated for a few minutes and still could see each others lights. Then his light disappeared. Suddenly my buddy came out of the darkness and lunged at me with the widest terrified eyes I've ever seen. He frantically demanded we surface immediately. As we surfaced he kept saying that someone down there was pulling at him. I told him we were the only ones down there. Then we heard a voice. HEY!! YOU SNAGGED OUR LINES!!!! Oh it was the fisherman.
But the story gets worse. After the dive we were approached by the D.E.P. checking us for lobster which rushed us into putting the gear away. The next day a heat wave set in and my car smelled a bit like the sea. The next day my car smelled a bit like fish. The next day it was OH THE HUMANITY WHATS THAT SMELL!!! I opened the trunk to see the mangled fish head from the fishermans line still attached to my flag that I kept in the trunk. Grosssssss
