I was at Edmonds this morning, dropping somebody off at the ferry, and I drove through the parking lot. A fellow was getting ready to dive, and I stopped and asked him if he'd heard what the viz was doing. We got to talking, and in the conversation, he told me that he's actually "pretty bored at 40 feet". He likes deep -- He told me he only really likes a dive if he can get narced. The whole time, I'm thinking about this accident and feeling awful.