pdoege
Contributor
Hello guys -
I just got back from a weekend of dives in Pompano.
I had fun. The vis sucked. I had tons of equipment problems.
We went out on with Parrot Island Scuba aboard their "big" boat.
The crew was quite nice. The boat sits 22 and is a bit cattle-boaty.
I arrived at the hotel (The Sands Marina?) late on Thursday night. I had dinner at the attached restaurant. Pricey. I had the blackened tuna. That was without a doubt the best tuna I have ever had. Incredible and worth the price.
The rest of the group started to arrive about 2 hours later and we sat around and drank and talked for a long time.
I went for a morning jog to work off the Capt'n'Cokes. The beach was very pretty. I tried to run down to the lighthouse. Quite a distance! I turned around about .5 miles short. I had to be at the boat at 1 and it was around 12. So I ran back for about 45 minutes and all of a sudden I was lost. WTH? So I asked around to find myself and learned that I had ran about 1.5 miles past the hotel.
I had about 15 minutes to make it back. I had already run for about 2 hours and was in no mood to do that. No choice really, so off I went. I got to the hotel, sucked down some water, and put my gear in the car.
Got to the boat exactly on time. Yay!
My regs free flowed really easy as I set them up. I had just gotten them back from service, so I didn't think too much of it. More on that later.
The seas were really heavy and about half of the group got sick. What a mess.
I dove the wrecks Tracy and Jay Scutty. They are two artificial reefs. The Scutty is a barge and the Tracy appears to be a tug of some sort. They are connected via a chain.
The boat dropped our group on the Tracy. I lost the line on the way down in what must have been 5 foot of vis. Decent current too. I did a square search and found the Scutty. No other divers..... Hmm.. So I follow the chain out into the sand and found the Tracy and the rest of the group. Gotta love big tanks.
The Tracy allows some nice penetration. I still cannot back up in my splits. Dammit. There was a huge school of baitfish on the wreck with some jacks chasing them around. After everyone else ascended, some black fin tuna arrived.
Tuna are awesome predators. They would blow through the school, taking whichever fish they wanted too. The jacks would follow, batting cleanup. A barracuda joined in too. The poor baitfish where schooling around me, perhaps in the hopes that I would scare off the tuna.
No way I was going to chase off a tuna though.
That was really neat to see. I had never witnessed that sort of cooperative behavior before. I think Jacks are pretty social. I've seen big schools of jacks chase off reef sharks.
During the surface interval my safe second started acting up. Grrr. It had been mis-adjusted earlier. The tech apparently was not familiar with a long hose / safe second config. and thought it was my primary. I had put it back into the shop so they could do the job right..... I removed the safe second and capped the port for the next dive.
Next up was the Oakland ridges, a fairly shallow reef. My dive buddies found an itsy bitsy moray and played with it for a bit. The reef was really pretty. No current. Bugs everywhere. We did some catch and release. Good clean fun. Those lobsters were pretty pissed though. We found one spot where the lobsters would back away from my buddy right into my hands. Poor lobsters. We let each of them go. Can't wait for the season to start.
The next dive was a night dive on the wreck Hog's Heaven. This is a barge and debris field sitting on the bottom. There were some really big thermoclines here. My computer says it got down to 71 degrees. I froze my butt off on this dive.
I was partnered with a new girl. Her boyfriend was sick on the boat so I took her down. We did one circuit of the wreck and when we got back to the line she called the dive because she was cold. She made a big deal about me coming up. I could stay down! Really! Hell No! I was cold too! So we came up after about 30 minutes.
Nice wreck, but I really needed a hood.
After this dive we watched the fireworks. We could see about 6 different fireworks barges and it was a lot of fun.
There was a big wreck on the drawbridge, blocking the inlet to the intercoastal. We got to wait an additional 20 minutes or so for that to clear. A pain, but we all got home safe and sound.
It turns out that the lighthouse that I had tried to run to in the morning is on the other side of the inlet. Oops! It is a pretty lighthouse.
The next day the group did a 2 tank afternoon dive.
I brought my reg into Fill Express that morning so that they could take a look at it. They attached it to a tank and it seemed to work OK. No free flows and the IP was right on the money. Strange. Well, maybe there was some grit in there?
So I bought an H valve to install later and went to the boat. It turns out that I should have rented one of their regs! More below.
Of course, I forgot to bring my wetsuit. It was very dry and very much back at the hotel.
One of the group had a 5mm shorty and I had my beanie, so that was Ok.
The seas were really heavy. A camera landed on my foot and took out my little toe. Ouch!
I rigged my gear and my regs were free flowing like there was no tomorrow. I swapped the safe second out for a scubapro reg and it still free flowed. What the hell?
Of course, all my tanks are HP DIN, so no one else had a reg for me and there were no spare tanks. Crap! No amount of fiddling would make my regs behave. Man was I ticked off.
The rest of the group went in and I sat around moping. Dammit. The crew got tired of me biting their asses and dug a spare AL80 out of the hold and scrounged up a reg. Given the depth and new equipment I decided to call this dive and do the next. Not so bad. The crew went out of their way to help me out and I appreciate it.
The next dive was the Lighthouse Ledges. Nice reef. We never found the ledges. The current was ripping and the vis was bad. I stuck close to my buddies and fumed about the days events.
The guy with the flag was kicking with the current and he wasn't heading west to the ledges. What the hell? So he would disappear into the murk and then grab onto whatever he could until the other 2 of us caught up. I wasn't going to leave my buddy behind just to catch up with him.
My buddies reg was giving off bubbles and we called the dive when I had 1700 PSI. Arrgh!
I'm afraid that I was pretty mean to my buddies on the surface after that. It was uncalled for. Considering the conditions the flag carrier did a decent job. He certainly didn't deserve to be chewed out. I'll have to apologise next time I see him. The other buddy had equipment problems and her extra air usage wasn't her fault.
I am a complete putz.
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That wrapped up the diving for the day. Everyone was tired and I was looking forward to putting the day behind me.
The group went out to Flanigans on Atlantic Blvd. That is a really fun place.
I took my reg back to Fill Express the next morning (Sunday). The IP pressure was off the scale on a full tank and just right on a mostly empty tank. They'll go back in for service tomorrow. I hope they come out better this time. I am getting tired of luck-of-the-draw regulator maintenance. It would be nice to have it done right the first time.
Anyway, I learned a lot of lessons. Test the gear alot before going on a trip. Bring all of your equipment to the boat. Wear a hood when it is cold. Be nice and patient with your dive buddies.
I think that is it. Whew!
Peter
edit: Fixed stupid grammar error and replaced ***** word with "chewed"
I just got back from a weekend of dives in Pompano.
I had fun. The vis sucked. I had tons of equipment problems.
We went out on with Parrot Island Scuba aboard their "big" boat.
The crew was quite nice. The boat sits 22 and is a bit cattle-boaty.
I arrived at the hotel (The Sands Marina?) late on Thursday night. I had dinner at the attached restaurant. Pricey. I had the blackened tuna. That was without a doubt the best tuna I have ever had. Incredible and worth the price.
The rest of the group started to arrive about 2 hours later and we sat around and drank and talked for a long time.
I went for a morning jog to work off the Capt'n'Cokes. The beach was very pretty. I tried to run down to the lighthouse. Quite a distance! I turned around about .5 miles short. I had to be at the boat at 1 and it was around 12. So I ran back for about 45 minutes and all of a sudden I was lost. WTH? So I asked around to find myself and learned that I had ran about 1.5 miles past the hotel.
I had about 15 minutes to make it back. I had already run for about 2 hours and was in no mood to do that. No choice really, so off I went. I got to the hotel, sucked down some water, and put my gear in the car.
Got to the boat exactly on time. Yay!
My regs free flowed really easy as I set them up. I had just gotten them back from service, so I didn't think too much of it. More on that later.
The seas were really heavy and about half of the group got sick. What a mess.
I dove the wrecks Tracy and Jay Scutty. They are two artificial reefs. The Scutty is a barge and the Tracy appears to be a tug of some sort. They are connected via a chain.
The boat dropped our group on the Tracy. I lost the line on the way down in what must have been 5 foot of vis. Decent current too. I did a square search and found the Scutty. No other divers..... Hmm.. So I follow the chain out into the sand and found the Tracy and the rest of the group. Gotta love big tanks.
The Tracy allows some nice penetration. I still cannot back up in my splits. Dammit. There was a huge school of baitfish on the wreck with some jacks chasing them around. After everyone else ascended, some black fin tuna arrived.
Tuna are awesome predators. They would blow through the school, taking whichever fish they wanted too. The jacks would follow, batting cleanup. A barracuda joined in too. The poor baitfish where schooling around me, perhaps in the hopes that I would scare off the tuna.
No way I was going to chase off a tuna though.
That was really neat to see. I had never witnessed that sort of cooperative behavior before. I think Jacks are pretty social. I've seen big schools of jacks chase off reef sharks.
During the surface interval my safe second started acting up. Grrr. It had been mis-adjusted earlier. The tech apparently was not familiar with a long hose / safe second config. and thought it was my primary. I had put it back into the shop so they could do the job right..... I removed the safe second and capped the port for the next dive.
Next up was the Oakland ridges, a fairly shallow reef. My dive buddies found an itsy bitsy moray and played with it for a bit. The reef was really pretty. No current. Bugs everywhere. We did some catch and release. Good clean fun. Those lobsters were pretty pissed though. We found one spot where the lobsters would back away from my buddy right into my hands. Poor lobsters. We let each of them go. Can't wait for the season to start.
The next dive was a night dive on the wreck Hog's Heaven. This is a barge and debris field sitting on the bottom. There were some really big thermoclines here. My computer says it got down to 71 degrees. I froze my butt off on this dive.
I was partnered with a new girl. Her boyfriend was sick on the boat so I took her down. We did one circuit of the wreck and when we got back to the line she called the dive because she was cold. She made a big deal about me coming up. I could stay down! Really! Hell No! I was cold too! So we came up after about 30 minutes.
Nice wreck, but I really needed a hood.
After this dive we watched the fireworks. We could see about 6 different fireworks barges and it was a lot of fun.
There was a big wreck on the drawbridge, blocking the inlet to the intercoastal. We got to wait an additional 20 minutes or so for that to clear. A pain, but we all got home safe and sound.
It turns out that the lighthouse that I had tried to run to in the morning is on the other side of the inlet. Oops! It is a pretty lighthouse.
The next day the group did a 2 tank afternoon dive.
I brought my reg into Fill Express that morning so that they could take a look at it. They attached it to a tank and it seemed to work OK. No free flows and the IP was right on the money. Strange. Well, maybe there was some grit in there?
So I bought an H valve to install later and went to the boat. It turns out that I should have rented one of their regs! More below.
Of course, I forgot to bring my wetsuit. It was very dry and very much back at the hotel.
One of the group had a 5mm shorty and I had my beanie, so that was Ok.
The seas were really heavy. A camera landed on my foot and took out my little toe. Ouch!
I rigged my gear and my regs were free flowing like there was no tomorrow. I swapped the safe second out for a scubapro reg and it still free flowed. What the hell?
Of course, all my tanks are HP DIN, so no one else had a reg for me and there were no spare tanks. Crap! No amount of fiddling would make my regs behave. Man was I ticked off.
The rest of the group went in and I sat around moping. Dammit. The crew got tired of me biting their asses and dug a spare AL80 out of the hold and scrounged up a reg. Given the depth and new equipment I decided to call this dive and do the next. Not so bad. The crew went out of their way to help me out and I appreciate it.
The next dive was the Lighthouse Ledges. Nice reef. We never found the ledges. The current was ripping and the vis was bad. I stuck close to my buddies and fumed about the days events.
The guy with the flag was kicking with the current and he wasn't heading west to the ledges. What the hell? So he would disappear into the murk and then grab onto whatever he could until the other 2 of us caught up. I wasn't going to leave my buddy behind just to catch up with him.
My buddies reg was giving off bubbles and we called the dive when I had 1700 PSI. Arrgh!
I'm afraid that I was pretty mean to my buddies on the surface after that. It was uncalled for. Considering the conditions the flag carrier did a decent job. He certainly didn't deserve to be chewed out. I'll have to apologise next time I see him. The other buddy had equipment problems and her extra air usage wasn't her fault.
I am a complete putz.

That wrapped up the diving for the day. Everyone was tired and I was looking forward to putting the day behind me.
The group went out to Flanigans on Atlantic Blvd. That is a really fun place.
I took my reg back to Fill Express the next morning (Sunday). The IP pressure was off the scale on a full tank and just right on a mostly empty tank. They'll go back in for service tomorrow. I hope they come out better this time. I am getting tired of luck-of-the-draw regulator maintenance. It would be nice to have it done right the first time.
Anyway, I learned a lot of lessons. Test the gear alot before going on a trip. Bring all of your equipment to the boat. Wear a hood when it is cold. Be nice and patient with your dive buddies.
I think that is it. Whew!
Peter
edit: Fixed stupid grammar error and replaced ***** word with "chewed"