waterpirate
Contributor
We knew yesterday that our trip to the Solvang on Monday was blown out,so we made the best of it on the Gil. We were treated to lake atlantic all day, until the ride home as predicted. The top water is plenty warm and still green. On the bottom at 132fsw we were given a gift of 50 foot of vis with still 46-48 degrees. I tore a wrist seal gearing up for dive 2. No biggie the Typhooon allows a change in a bout 3 minutes while still wearing it. Dive saved! One thing I want to talk about is good choices at depth. The older I get, I seem to be getting better at making good ones. The wreck presented plenty of hefty female taug as options for dinner, but I do not shoot the girls, only the white chins.
On dive 2 while exploring inside I spotted 1 of the biggest males I ever seen. It would have been a personal best for me I am sure. I glanced at Johnny Cochran and saw time was short, to short to battle that pig if it went badly. He looked at me, taunted me. I looked at Johnny again and saw the deco I had already racked up, and chose not to shoot. I bid him farewell and exited the wreck. Another day perhaps.
I called the wife at the dock and told her Taug was not on for dinner. I stopped for sushi at the Rice House in west O.C. on the way by and called it good. The right choices at depth keep us healthy to dive another day.
Eric
On dive 2 while exploring inside I spotted 1 of the biggest males I ever seen. It would have been a personal best for me I am sure. I glanced at Johnny Cochran and saw time was short, to short to battle that pig if it went badly. He looked at me, taunted me. I looked at Johnny again and saw the deco I had already racked up, and chose not to shoot. I bid him farewell and exited the wreck. Another day perhaps.
I called the wife at the dock and told her Taug was not on for dinner. I stopped for sushi at the Rice House in west O.C. on the way by and called it good. The right choices at depth keep us healthy to dive another day.
Eric
