Lake Pupuke is 10 minutes from where I presently live. I have spent many hours both on and underneath it's waters. On Tuesday I went down to the jetty just to get a feel of the place again. I stumbled upon a group of 250 people who were friends and family having a ceremony. Eventually as I was one of only about three people there that was not of Polynesia decent, someone approached me and asked me who I was and what I was doing there.
I played down who I was and what my experience is, but I did tell them that I had been to 55m at the bottom of the lake. They revealed that they were there at the lake and had in fact become dive masters on the day of the fatality's. They asked me what it was like down there and I told them that it was not a very nice place to die.
That said, I don't believe in accidents, just a chain of events that should have been cut short sooner!
I played down who I was and what my experience is, but I did tell them that I had been to 55m at the bottom of the lake. They revealed that they were there at the lake and had in fact become dive masters on the day of the fatality's. They asked me what it was like down there and I told them that it was not a very nice place to die.
That said, I don't believe in accidents, just a chain of events that should have been cut short sooner!