Uncle Ricky, Lulu, and me left early yesterday morning to take advantage of local diving. After the obligatory sausage biscuit at Hardees, we continued north to the haunting call of the old bridge and of the ghost fleet.
Lulu forgot her boots so we went to the marina and the only thing that she could find were some Crocs. She had always wanted a pair anyway so she got some baby blue ones. Lulu wants everyone to know that Crocs make a fine pair of dive boots.
Ricky brought his camera so the first thing we wanted to do was visit the secret portion of the ghost fleet so he could get some shots. The lake is at an aggravating phase right now. The thermocline is right at 25 feet. Most of the stuff that we want to see is around 25 feet so we were in and out of the cooler water. No chance to really get used to it. The thermocline also traps silt so the bad visibility zone is right where we want to look at stuff.
There is that secret place far out where it gets shallow again and we looked around for a while in good visibility and warm water. We found a frying pan, boiler, and coffee cup all stacked on top of each other. Ricky saw a fresh water jellyfish.
I found a piece of dive gear that some previous visitor to the bridge had dropped. If anyone can describe it to me they can have it back for the reward of an ice cold Corona with lime for all three of us.
We returned on the top of the structure. This is the first time that we have stayed on the concrete for a long time and it proved to be interesting. We saw some mondo large mouth bass. We looked around the Christmas trees for a long time and saw thousands of fingerlings and a few interesting bottles but no keepers. Found one coke bottle from Demopolis.
We explored the ghost fleet that is trapped underneath the bridge railings. Lulu had never seen these boats before.
After 65 minutes we swung around the rock pile and made our exit. We found a nice canvas bag that a boat cover should have been in. Ricky kept it for a sleeping bag or tent.
All-in-all a wonderful and exciting morning for three friends seeking fun and relaxation. And best of all Bugman, it was free.
Lulu forgot her boots so we went to the marina and the only thing that she could find were some Crocs. She had always wanted a pair anyway so she got some baby blue ones. Lulu wants everyone to know that Crocs make a fine pair of dive boots.
Ricky brought his camera so the first thing we wanted to do was visit the secret portion of the ghost fleet so he could get some shots. The lake is at an aggravating phase right now. The thermocline is right at 25 feet. Most of the stuff that we want to see is around 25 feet so we were in and out of the cooler water. No chance to really get used to it. The thermocline also traps silt so the bad visibility zone is right where we want to look at stuff.
There is that secret place far out where it gets shallow again and we looked around for a while in good visibility and warm water. We found a frying pan, boiler, and coffee cup all stacked on top of each other. Ricky saw a fresh water jellyfish.
I found a piece of dive gear that some previous visitor to the bridge had dropped. If anyone can describe it to me they can have it back for the reward of an ice cold Corona with lime for all three of us.
We returned on the top of the structure. This is the first time that we have stayed on the concrete for a long time and it proved to be interesting. We saw some mondo large mouth bass. We looked around the Christmas trees for a long time and saw thousands of fingerlings and a few interesting bottles but no keepers. Found one coke bottle from Demopolis.
We explored the ghost fleet that is trapped underneath the bridge railings. Lulu had never seen these boats before.
After 65 minutes we swung around the rock pile and made our exit. We found a nice canvas bag that a boat cover should have been in. Ricky kept it for a sleeping bag or tent.
All-in-all a wonderful and exciting morning for three friends seeking fun and relaxation. And best of all Bugman, it was free.
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