Hi! I AM the infamous Diver A, and after stumbling across this
post I have several comments/observations to make. First, Robert
was absolutely outstanding that day. I would dive with him anywhere!
Second, my wife and I went on
to Roatan, and REALLY took our time getting comfortable with our gear,
(as our confidence was shattered after this incident), and had
a great dive vacation!Third, many of the people who responded
had good advice, and many of you projected an awful lot into what
you read. Don't let your imagination get the best of you! Here is
a list of what I believe went wrong. Keep in mind that it usually
takes more than one thing going wrong to create an incident.
a. We were using rental gear and were unfamiliar with it.
b. We were rushed at the dive shop and tried on the BCD's sans 7 mil wetsuit,
and what fit fine at the dive shop turned out to be far too small
once we were suited up.
c. Because of the 7 mil suits, we were wearing 31 lbs of weight,
on a belt (not integrated), which had to be tighted up so
much to keep it from dropping off, that it also restricted our breathing.
d. The top half of Diver B's wetsuit got "Switched" to a smaller size.
e. Our dive plan did not take into account "the current" that was present.
f. My wife and I had each taken a psudephed sp? to help clear our ears. I am
not sure if this helped make us anxious or not. Been taking them since while diving,
with no ill effects.
g. We did not have the "snorkeling skills" necessary, hadn't practised the
exhale hard enough to purge CO2 from the pipe.
h. I got an absolutely splitting headache after switching over to tank air. This
has not happened again since that day, and I wonder if I got a bad
tank. I have been carbon monoxide poisoned before when
a heat exchanger on a furnace cracked, and this was the same bone
splitting headache.
That's a pretty good list of the comedy of errors. Now I want to add
some clarification to the sequence of events. Who would have thought
there would be such a current in a still body of water?
As we headed out towards the buoy, I was
having to take a 90 degree turn to the right every 3 kicks or so. Robert
and my wife following. I realized we were not making progress so I
ditched the snorkel, put in my reg, and started seriously using my fins!
After only a couple of minutes I was already
getting winded and we were still nowhere near the buoy which was probably
100 yards from shore. Robert and Cindi were still paddling along,
unaware that I had been taking regular sightings and gradually turning
away from them. I got to the buoy, put some air in my bc, pulled
out my reg and hung onto the buoy. I was beat! I couldn't catch my breath
and my heart was pounding like a jack hammer! But I made it to the buoy!
All I had to do was rest and wait for Robert and Diver B to get there.
But there was no relief. Being vertical in the water only increased my
discomfort from the weight belt pulling down on me. That's when my head really
started to hurt. Hurt so bad I had both hands to my head, eyes closed,
head thrown back, like brain freeze from having a crowbar prying your
skull open! Carrying that much weight meant putting lots of
air in my bc, which was seriously constricting my chest. But my head hurt so
bad I was oblivious to it. Meanwhile Robert and Diver B had been swimming
and swimming and swimming and they still were nowhere near the buoy. If you
knew how hard I swam to get there, you would understand why the current
was carrying them away. Diver B looked up when she got winded and realized
that she was no nearer the buoy and also quite far from shore. She had had
misgivings about the dive in the first place, and announced she was done
and going back to shore. She wasn't panicked at this point, but was frustrated
with her lack of progress towards the buoy and also winded from the swim and
lack of snorkel skills. At this point, she too went vertical and had the same
experience of having 31 lbs of weights pulling down on her while her bc,
which was definately too small,
was pumped up to keep her afloat. This effect plus being winded from the swim
made her extremely uncomfortable. She said she was having trouble breathing
and between being far enough apart to have to yell to communicate, (my wife was
wearing ears plugs for the first time and was having problems hearing us),
and being out of breath, I would say she had a note of panic in her voice. She
is reading this and doesn't disagree. Robert had started moving towards her the moment she
said she was done. Now he advised her to take off her weights. He tried to
calm her down saying nothing would happpen, that she couldn't drown if her weights
were off, so she tried to release the weight belt. Oops! In our fear that the
belt would slip off at depth, I had tightened it to the point where
she lacked the hand strength to release the buckle. If she wasn't
panicked to start with, I bet she was when she couldn't get the weights to
release! Anyway, Robert released her weight belt, moved around behind her and
started towing her to shore. It was the right combo of choices considering
the situation! Meanwhile, back on the buoy! Yours Truly was gasping for breath
like a fish out of water when Diver B announced she was heading to shore.
I was not a happy camper. Then when Diver B said she was having problems
breathing, I FREAKED. I knew I was way too far away to be able to help, and
my WIFE, the most wonderful person in the world needed me. I took off for
the two of them, knowing I absolutely was dusted from my previous exertions.
When Robert said, "Take off your weights," it was like Archimedes saying
"Eureka!" He was talking to my wife, but the idea sounded REAL good. Sayonara
weight belt. But I still couldn't breath! I literally had to talk myself
into letting some air out of my bc. Once I did, I flipped over on my back
and headed for shore. Robert asked how I was doing and my answer was
understandably voluable! Let's see, I can't breathe, I have a splitting headache,
I ditched my weights, my wife is in some sort of trouble and I am too
far away to help. How the ****** do you think I am doing! Well, we all got to shore
and if you believe Robert "saved' me, you are right. If he hadn't been there
to help my wife, I would have killed myself trying to get to her. Once we
were on shore we took our time analysing what had gone wrong. I recovered rather
quickly from my exertions and tossed out the possibilty of using Diver B's tank
and Roberts weights to go back out for my weight belt. I had dropped it right at
the buoy so I knew exactly where it was. I hoped to at least get one dive in
with Robert, and was willing to consider a weight belt rescue. We also saw another
2 divers enter the water and noticed they went out of their way to enter far
to our right, 'to avoid the current', duh! Well, sensible heads prevailed,
and we packed our gear and left. I didn't get upset about the money
for the lead weights until we found out how much they were going to charge us!
I noticed that some posters here thoguht we were upset with Robert.
Absolutely wrong! Try finding out that some one you work with everyday
turns out to be a hero! Nice person to have around, eh? Robert may have had an issue
with diving as a threesome, but as big as he and I are, it would take 2
VERY beefy guys to 'rescue' either one of us! I actually don't have
a problem with 3somes and have been the odd person out on several of these
dives now. I much prefer to be self reliant and not delude myself that someone is
going to rescue me. Although I am still using rental equipment, I
will NEVER wear a weight belt again. One dive with integrated weights and I want
to slap the clowns that rented us junky old BCD's and weight belts with 30 + lbs of
weight. I am also done with 7 mil wetsuits. If I can't dive it in my 2.5 mil shorty,
I ain't going. In closing I will say that Diver A and Diver B have learned a lot
from every dive we have taken. Don't get rushed. Defog on every dive. Take
your time. Know where you are in the water. Slow down. Know your equipment. Breath easy.
Check your tank valve, even if your DM just checked (closed) it for you. I can't
help but notice, guys take one look at my wife and start closing my tank valve
all the time!
Cheers
Diver A