I was recently diving with my wife at a depth of 80 foot. We decended fairly rapidly though. We were over sandy bottom and she freaked out! First she pointed into the sand and tried to tell me there was an octopus there??? Then she was doing all kinds of wierd stuff and looked stoned! I asked her to write me a note and she handed back the slate with three scribbled lines and not one discernable letter and acted upset that I couldn't read it! I grabbed her by the hand and we ascended, she returned to normal at 50 feet or so.
I think I have been narced around 90 foot. I remember looking at my pressure gauge and having to talk myself into the fact that I really was getting low on air and it was time to return. Luckily... so far I seem to get a very peaceful feeling when I'm deep (whick for me is only 90-100 foot and no deeper)- just so I can always talk myself into knowing it's time to go. Maybe I should spring for that nitrox class after all.
Tony.
I think I have been narced around 90 foot. I remember looking at my pressure gauge and having to talk myself into the fact that I really was getting low on air and it was time to return. Luckily... so far I seem to get a very peaceful feeling when I'm deep (whick for me is only 90-100 foot and no deeper)- just so I can always talk myself into knowing it's time to go. Maybe I should spring for that nitrox class after all.
Tony.