I thought I was pretty clear. Oh well. It was 1975 and the weather people were barely able to predict the sunrise, much less a summer storm aka Squall. Those conditions were not there when we arrived at the dive site. We surfaced in them. It was not a major storm. It was a Squall. The seas had calmed quite a bit when they came back for us and the rest of the day was nice. Other people even dove some more but my girlfriend and I were done for the day. The Dive Master and Boat Captain asked us many times if we were ok or needed meds or anything but we were fine. It really was no big deal....afterwards. We were cold and thirsty and otherwise fine.