(Part 1 of ?).
Day 1: Soup Sandwich Special
Oooooooh, boy. If you want to see a soup sandwich in action, go watch someone on the first serious day in backmount doubles. I’ve done a little bit of noodling in borrowed doubles in pool sessions over the years, but nothing disciplined. Today was a big learning experience – there was flailing, there was cursing through the regulator, there was some cursing on the surface for good measure…
We started this morning in 39°F weather, which is ridiculously inappropriate by Florida standards. Getting into the 70°F water after futzing around assembling doubles for the first time was a sheer delight, which only lasted until first dunk.
My best guesses for harness measurements were in the right neighborhood, but not close enough for me to get good balance. Figuring out if I was tail-heavy or nose-heavy took an exceedingly long time because I couldn’t really get into horizontal trim. The point at which I felt “flat” was close to twenty-five degrees off the perpendicular.
We popped out of the water (45°F air was an improvement) to adjust my gear in the sun. After a lot of tweaking and two-person testing, we thought we had something and went back into the water. BINGO! Adding a little bit of slack into the shoulder straps and taking the waist in a bit did the trick. I felt much more stable and the back-arching that I needed to get into better trim was more comfortable.
There were a couple of other issues to resolve:
- My backup lights are too big (and honestly, they’re AL-body clunkers that make great primary lights for wreck diving) and take up too much real estate on my harness.
- With my initial hose routing, I couldn’t actually read my SPG once I got in the water – it wanted to settle under my left boob. I just can’t see there from here.
As a result, most of my homework tonight is to be prepared to make purchases at the dive shop in the morning. Paper homework remains outstanding.
Day 1: Kick Drills
Once we had settled the issue of being balanced in the water, we moved onto kick drills. Doing circles around the basin, I had to demonstrate modified flutter kick, frog kick, shuffle kick, modified frog, pulls, and helicopter turns. These exercises went okay (merely okay) because I was adjusting to the new fit of the doubles and behavior of the wing.
One of the ongoing goals of the course will be to continuously clean up my kick technique (I have some lazy OW diver habits to fight) so that I’m performing at the level expected for Full Cave Certificate.
Day 1: Cavern Zone
Our next step was the big one: we went for a cavern dive. We tied off in the basin near the right-side entrance to the cavern. The purpose of this dive was to get acquainted with the environment and practice deploying my safety reel.
Reggie drove the primary reel and we wandered in. He highlighted the fissure in the ceiling, the bedding planes in the walls, the start of the novice line (NB: there is a huge permanent line installed for cavern divers), and a few other features. I noticed a very mild flow here in the upper reaches of the cavern around 25’. We ran our reel almost all the way to the back so that we could stop by the grate.
I set eyes upon The Grate and squealed to myself, “I saw this on YouTube!” and followed Reggie to a planned stop to look at some geothite. I wandered in front of the outflow. A tornado enveloped me, my house landed on top of someone in Kansas, and monkeys flew. A lion and a tin man advised me to start kicking if I wanted to make it back to a handhold.