Despite the 54f water and the wind chill at the surface, it was a great day at the quarry.
Robb showed up with new doubles and tried to reinvent the cement shoe. He survived, so lucky for him, but the rest of us were drooling over a new set of second hand tanks.
Dean and Dave were diving ONLY single tanks, but I carried a few extra, just so that we would have twice as many tanks as divers in the water at all times.
Bill and Matthew showed up with some shiny toys and did some wall diving with them.
Duane was also there with a drysuit student who was learning the subtleties of the
DRYsuit.
I did a tour with Eric and Steve- we toured the large objects (after finding them
) in the deep end and then did some skills under the dock. We each shot a liftbag and then had underwater kite wars.
Next, we did a shallow dive to strech out the gas and toured the shallow end. I have to say it was quite a display- the vis was easily 40', maybe better in some places. The algae and other plants have receded a bit and left behind large open areas of nothing but silt. This doesn't seem all that exciting, except the snails have been busy and I swear they were trying to write messages to me with snail tracks. It looked like some sort of alien grafiti. No, I wasn't narced- it was 20' and I was breathing light trimix.
I did the last dive with Dean and Dave and we found the route that I was looking for. Dan lead us from the west dock to the Flamingo. After playing around there, he took us to the LARC, and then eventually the truck. He found it easily, so I wish I paid more attention to the route than the bluegill, since I had some trouble finding it earlier. Rather than retracing our steps, I lead us out towards the ramp and we came up shallow since those single tanks burn quickly. From the base of the ramp, we saw some more snail grafiti and then headed to the west dock.
We dove from the west dock since the ramp was all roped off. Someone said some huge movie was going to be shot there, but none of the actors showed up.