Lets see... It turned out there was a ton of divers there...at least a couple dozen. The group with the LDS was about a dozen of us, with 6 doing their AOW navigation dive. There was originally a group of 4 of us, but we lost one before we went in [he ended up buddying up with someone else] so his straggled buddy ended up with us. My buddy then had major bouyancy issues [first dive this year, 30+ lbs and a kid since the last dive, and she just didn't have enough weight]. So it was down to two of us.
It was a nice dive, I had planned on spending the time taking photos and working on my bouyancy skills, but most of the time was trying to figure out what the hell happened to my trim, as it was worse than I've ever had it... I mean, I was a true poster child for Tusa's new line of rototillers. I started to get it under control, but there was something way wrong. I'm not exactly sure what it was, but it was either that my tank was riding a little low, or my shoulder straps weren't cinched up enough, or [most likely] the center of gravity on the two pound weight in my BC back pocket was way different than the pony bottle I usually carry. In any event, it was a bit of a hassle. My buddy didn't quite understand my displeasure, but I never really made it clear that "working on my bouyancy control" didn't mean my control was a problem...
In any event, it was a nice dive... the surge was a little bit of a pain when we got over near the channel. At one point I didn't know the surge was as bad as it was until I saw a lobster zoop off to my left... then off to my right, then back off to my left. My stomach tapped me on my throat and pointed out the surge, and asked me to pay more attention or he'd give me something else to think about... :spew:
Nubble's almost infamous thermocline was present. For those that don't know, or haven't noticed, Nubble has a tendancy for a vertical thermocline. Tonight it was 64 on one side, 52 on the other side. It was so defined that I actually turned 90 degrees, and pulled open my hood. My left ear was cold, my right ear was warm! The distraction at this point was realizing I needed to tune my new octo a bit more, as it started leaking as soon as I crossed into the thermocline...
So enough words... onto the pictures!
What's a night dive without a sunset!
And a little later:
A little lobster thinking he's tough
A pair o' Flounder:
Sir Sculpin:
He wanted to actually pose:
I asked if this lobster wanted to share his snack... he didn't:
And last but not least... "You can't see me!" Yea... right:
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