Anybody else do what I do? The minute I've decided to cancel a dive, I start second-guessing myself. Am I being a wimp? Would it have been just fine if I'd gone anyway?
The weather this morning is disgusting. We have high winds AGAIN, and earlier, it was raining very hard. The thought of gearing up in the pouring rain and howling wind, only to get into lousy viz and whitecaps on the surface was more than I could stomach from my nice, warm house. So when one of my prospective dive buddies called me and said, "I can see the dive site, and it looks awful," I was quick to agree to stay home. But then I had to call my regular dive buddy, who was already in his car, and tell him. He said, "It doesn't look that bad where I am (which is closer to the dive site)," and I immediately felt very glum. We cancelled anyway, but I spent the next half hour agonizing about it.
I'm not exactly a warm weather wimp, but this winter is getting to me!
The weather this morning is disgusting. We have high winds AGAIN, and earlier, it was raining very hard. The thought of gearing up in the pouring rain and howling wind, only to get into lousy viz and whitecaps on the surface was more than I could stomach from my nice, warm house. So when one of my prospective dive buddies called me and said, "I can see the dive site, and it looks awful," I was quick to agree to stay home. But then I had to call my regular dive buddy, who was already in his car, and tell him. He said, "It doesn't look that bad where I am (which is closer to the dive site)," and I immediately felt very glum. We cancelled anyway, but I spent the next half hour agonizing about it.
I'm not exactly a warm weather wimp, but this winter is getting to me!