This happened a while ago. A week's worth of diving and OW checkout was the vacation. Two or three days after passing the checkout and no problems there I am happy to say, we went out on the boat in Nassau, New Providence, with a different DM, we did not know him. But he came recommended, seemed on the ball, and what did I know anyway, I was a newbie. Anyway, the captain drops anchor and the DM gives the speech. We all are to meet up, us, DM & four other divers, then swim to the wall, blah blah blah. My buddy who's also my gal and I are first to go in the drink. DM tells us to go in, swim to the bow line and wait for everyone else. Then begin our nice little dive.
Well, I go in and await at the bow line. My buddy comes along also. BUT NO ONE ELSE! I wait a while longer and no one.
This story is getting a little long so I'm gonna cut to the chase a bit.
We go looking for the group. We got lost. Newbies lost in the open ocean first week diving. Was I scared? No. I was furious that we were left alone. Maybe it was me being a firefighter that taught me not panic. Maybe it was us taking the training seriously, who knows. But we did take readings on our compass' before and during the dive. We found the wall they went to but not them. We found the wreck that was on the agenda, quite a ways away from the wall and dive boat, and then finally found them. I was very happy with myself for:
a) not panicking
b) using the compass as well as limited visual markers (rocks here, sand patch there), and the viz was not very good (about 30-40 feet - come on, that sucks for newbies and for the Bahamas wouldn't you agree?)
c) finding the group while swimming all around and getting lost in the big blue sea
d) not getting lost (and I mean lost lost; out in the ocean either never to be seen again or miles away from the boat)
e) and not beating the living out of the dm when we got back on the boat (we were in his care after all)
And now we live happily ever after to dive once more.
Well, I go in and await at the bow line. My buddy comes along also. BUT NO ONE ELSE! I wait a while longer and no one.
This story is getting a little long so I'm gonna cut to the chase a bit.
We go looking for the group. We got lost. Newbies lost in the open ocean first week diving. Was I scared? No. I was furious that we were left alone. Maybe it was me being a firefighter that taught me not panic. Maybe it was us taking the training seriously, who knows. But we did take readings on our compass' before and during the dive. We found the wall they went to but not them. We found the wreck that was on the agenda, quite a ways away from the wall and dive boat, and then finally found them. I was very happy with myself for:
a) not panicking
b) using the compass as well as limited visual markers (rocks here, sand patch there), and the viz was not very good (about 30-40 feet - come on, that sucks for newbies and for the Bahamas wouldn't you agree?)
c) finding the group while swimming all around and getting lost in the big blue sea
d) not getting lost (and I mean lost lost; out in the ocean either never to be seen again or miles away from the boat)
e) and not beating the living out of the dm when we got back on the boat (we were in his care after all)
And now we live happily ever after to dive once more.