The adult I was riding with (dive buddy's dad) got a warning for 61 in a 45.
Today was GREAT!!!! I found out who Ken is, I guessed ScubaJenny's name but before I told her who I thought she was, someone else called out a hello to her, using her name.....then no one believe that I really had thought before that that she was scubajenny.
The drift dive was great! Thank you brewmeonetoo for the tank!
After that, a dive to the Ballroom with a tank borrowed from ClayJar---BMOT's tank was out of vip, and I begged Clayjar to let me use one of his. He was nice enough to let me. After this dive, we left to go to high springs for some early supper.....the car wouldn't start, when we got a jump, the lights were all flickering and stuff. So we drove back to Gainesville and switched cars--frommy dive buddy's dad's car to my minivan
Showed up and got tanks filled just in time for the Galaxy Dive. This dive was simply amazing. The only thing more amazing was how kind ClayJar was to me. Not only did he let me borrow a tank when I ran up to him and begged it of him quickly when I found out the other tank could not be filled, but he totally gave me a splitter!! Now I can use the old Conshelf XII I have! So random, he's just like "oh, by the way, here's a splitter for you." !!!!! It's just really really freaking nice to meet someone you don't really know that morning in a dive shop, borrow a tank from them in the middle of the day, spend the morning cleaning up a river while sharing a mesh bag with them and staying close to the dive flag they have, then this person whom you barely know gives you something that costs $40. ClayJar, if you ever need anything that I can hook you up with, please let me know!!!
Done with the amazement, lets move on to the startlement---40 feet down in the ballroom I could have sworn I heard music.
Seriously though, I did! Someone (forgot who actually....brewmeonetoo??) had an underwater mp3 player!
To recap, this was a great day of diving and meeting people, including Ken, and I appreciate most appreciably the niceness of Clayjar.
Oh, and sitting here I feel like I'm in a wetsuit filled with water.