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"Jarrod Jablonski came out to visit GUE Seattle and glad-hand folks, and give a talk on the Mars exploration project. But most of all, for us, he DOVE with us . . . and I was lucky enough, on our second dive today off the Bandito charter boats, to land Jarrod as my dive buddy, in a team of two.
"The site was Milepost 8, which is a drift dive in the Tacoma Narrows. Currents can be pretty strong there, but the dive was planned to go with them and enjoy them. I was, as you might imagine, INCREDIBLY nervous about diving with Mr. GUE himself; I was sure I had to be absolutely perfect. The first three minutes were miserable, until I turned around and saw Jarrod peering under a rock, stabilizing himself with a couple of fingers, and I thought, "Well, maybe not PERFECT." We went on to drift some nice structure with a lot of colorful sponges, and then, trying to avoid the current's desire to push us up into very shallow water, we ended up flying over an almost featureless bottom composed of uniform, round rocks. Except for the occasional starfish or heavily camouflaged sculpin, it was rather monotonous . . .
"Until I looked at Jarrod, and found him doing barrel rolls without a scooter. I followed suit, and then tried the handspring maneuver Richard Jack did on his Agate Pass drift dive, and discovered you need enough current to push your feet on over when you do that, or you end up feet up and floundering, and looking stupid and trying to shrug your gear back into place without anyone noticing. Jarrod tactfully inspected a single kelp stalk while I shook myself back into order, and then swam over and presented his spread arms, fists clenched. I high-fived him, and then had an inspiration, and grabbed his left hand with my right, and did an elegant dancing spin, coming back to our original position, at which point I found my hands grasped, and myself bent backwards over a strong leading arm, as though we were tangoing and doing a graceful, deep dip. By this time, I was laughing hysterically, and Jarrod was grinning ear to ear.
"We abandoned the dance and went back to flying, and the next thing I knew, Jarrod had removed his fins and had them on his hands and was swimming with them. (I have some video of this which, if I figure out how to process video, I will post.) Then he was upside-down and blowing bubble rings in 15 feet of water . . .
"I can't remember when I have laughed so hard during a dive. This is what we go underwater for . . . for the pure joy of being free in three dimensions, to pursue a diligent and detailed critter hunt if the circumstances warrant it; to gather scientific data if that's the purpose of the dive; to document historical wrecks and answer questions that have lain unsolved for centuries . . . and sometimes, just to dance."
I will never dive caves, or serious wreck penetrations. Chances are I'll never use a CCR.
"Never" is a strong word. I'll counter by saying you never know...
Tech diving doesn't have to mean 300' deep caves and any wreck penetration at all. There are shallower caves and 200FSW wrecks that you can enjoy from the outside on a DPV.
That wasn't me diving with Jarrod, that was Lynne Flaherty. But I remember Doug Mundy telling me has has seen most everyone, no matter how famous they are, eventually pinned to the top of a cave passage after a bouyancy oopsie. Stuff happens and you deal with and drive on.I apologize for the long lament. The older I get, the more hungry I become for less structure and more freedom in the dive industry. Life is too short to forget why we wanted to be divers and to get caught up in feeding the dive industry when we should be feeding our souls with the beauty of the underwater world.
Compare that to another one of my friends who was at The Diner in High Springs with some of the BAUE divers. He drank a 1/2 diet Coke and 1/2 regular Coke mix to get more taste, but less calories and they wouldn't do a 50 foot dive with him in the Ballroom at Ginnie because he had consumed a diuretic.
I realize that most of the 20+ posts since the OP said he would contact me have been dedicated to stopping him from making such a dreadful decision. I promise that in working with him I will try not to kill him, and if I do well enough with him, perhaps someday he will be able to swim close enough to a GUE diver to reach out, touch the hem of his dry suit, and be healed.
There actually is a GUE instructor in the Denver region, Rob Calkins, He doesn't seem to schedule a lot of classes but a lot of instructors schedule classes when they get students. Kelly Colwell is a more active GUE instructor in the Las Vegas region with a couple of scheduled classes over the next few months.LOL. I agreed with whoever first recommended Fundies, but then agreed with whoever recommended you when I realized the OP was located in CO. When I was in the OP's position a few years ago, I took the Fundies recommendation, but I am located close enough to GUE HQ that it was an easy decision. There's no need for the OP to travel halfway across the country or have an instructor do so to address his stated goals.
The worst part about this story is that I bet it's true.
Goons.