It's only the beach part I don't like - the dive part is great.
A little cloudy when we made our way down to the beach, and a little drizzle blew quickly through, then the sun came out to warm us up to the 90's. The surf looked rather daunting, especially when I noted the surfers setting up a little down the beach. Becuase of the high waves I decided not to take my camera in as I didn't want to lose it in case I got "Maytaged" on the way in. However I think we were better prepared this time and got through the surf with little problem.
Then Walter and I both broke fin straps after we got through the surf zone. We both had to wade back out, run back to our cars (thank you save-a-dive box), and get regeared up and back in the water to catch up.
Note to self - those handy little pockets to keep a car key in that's sewn into the back of wetsuits are only handy AFTER you strip off all your gear and peel off your wetsuit. Time to figure out a different way of holding the key.
It was a LONG swim to the jacks in a pretty good current. I got winded and had to slow down a couple of times. Walter just finned along like he was in his pool. I also learned I need a new snorkel.
Note to self - lose the dry snorkel and get a plain, ordinary j-tube - maybe with a silicon lower tube upgrade. Dry snorkels are supposed to keep water out when a wave hits them. The same action also manages to keep air out. I now know what an OOA will feel like.
As Walter and I swam back out we saw a guy taking pictures of his girlfriend on a secluded section of the beach. With each subsequent series of pictures another article of clothing was discarded. We were torn if we were going to stay on the surface and see how the pictorial progressed, but decided on continuing the dive.
When I hit the jacks and submerged I was able to hook up with the rest of the group without any further problems. Vis was probably the worst I have ever experienced - less than 5 feet to start getting up to 15 feet the further from shore we went. Of course Walter who lives on the Gulf side and is used to not seeing anything was tickled the vis was so "great".
There was lots of life on the jacks - Jenny hit on most of them plus I did get a good look at a fearless trumpetfish who just hovered right in front of me.
Coming back was much easier as we were swimming with the current. We also decided there wasn't much reason to swim all the way back - making it to shore was good enough and the short walk on the beach was just fine.
Of course, got sand everywhere. And I also learned the Beach Divers Law today - the more care you take not to get sand on equipment is inversely proportional to the amount of sand you do get on equipment. The Collorary to this Law is that most sand will accumulate on the most difficult to clean and the most expensive piece of equipment you have.
All in all it was a fun day. Good company, met a couple more Scubaboarder's - Scott (padipro) and ScubaJana from Texas who happened to be in town, and added another different dive experience to the logbook.
Thanks all.
Back row (l-r) Marc (FLL Diver), Walter (Walter), Scott (Padipro), Mike (MikeJacobs)
Front row (l-r) Krista (KBeck), Melissa (Diver19), Marvel (Marvel), Jenny (scuba_jenny)
Jana (ScubaJana) left before we got the cameras out!
Marc