MissyP:
Do they exist?? As a new diver in coastal California, I'm getting frustrated with doing shore dives because I always seem to end up on my rear end in the surf :lookaroun Everyone swears that "their" way is best- crawling out on hands & knees, walking backwards, walking out with fins on, taking fins off in knee deep water, etc.. I'm trying to find out what works for ME, but I'm losing my patience with shore diving! Does dealing with the surf get easier with time & experience, or am I doomed to be a boat diver?
I'm in coastal CA; it can be fun, can't it!
Going in, I can't beat walking in carrying my fins and then putting them on where the water is deeper. You can lie on your back with your reg in and do it at your leisure.
ONE time, a girl I was diving with convinced me it was a good idea to try walking in backwards on a particularly ugly day. I ended up with scrub kelp wrapping around my ankles like Snidely Whiplash tying me to the railroad tracks and took a face plant. Forget that.
I have more trouble getting in, but it does get a lot easier. There are still the exits that humble, where really the only way is to get all air out of your BC and crawl like hell until you're dry
I try to take my fins off as soon as my feet can touch, though that has had me paddling haphazardly in the water a few times where it suddenly got deep. I still like this method because USUALLY it allows me enough depth that I'm not trying to deal with being extremely top heavy with waves hitting me in the knees, but is shallow enough to walk in.
One thing that REALLY helped me on entry and exit was getting more comfortable with the weight of my gear. When I first started, the gear dragging on me made it a necessity to dash for the water immediately, and was so heavy, that things like crawling in and remaining upright were very difficult. One of the last times I went diving, I actually did so with a bit of a hangover (bad Ishie), but was comfortable enough with the weight that though I was sinking, I had a lengthy conversation before entering the water and went in and out without a hitch.
Of course, on Thanksgiving, I surfaced into a hideous set and had time to get my reg in my mouth before getting made rock pizza until I could be rescued by my dive buddy.
Oh and if things suck when you come up (unfortunately with the Thanksgiving thing, the wave took me from about 7 feet of water into the rocks with no opportunity to do anything about it, despite frantically finning back out), swim back out to sea and replan your exit (or if really bad, sheepishly wait for the coasties). No law that says once you're committed, you're committed.