stretchthepenn
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A minor bit of excitement cropped up this past Sunday morning.
I joined a dive shop's fun-dive day at a nearby lake, where I got buddied up with a relatively new diver who'd recently taken AOW. Neither of us were familiar with the site and thus opted to join a tour group led by a DM/instructor from the sponsoring shop.
The plan was to play follow-the-leader down to the tourist attraction at about 80'. Thing was, the viz stank between zero and 50', so even though the group leader took his sweet time, keeping sight of the preceding buddy pair's fins posed a challenge.
My buddy was having some trouble clearing her ears, so she lagged behind a bit, and I didn't want to lose the fins in front of me, so I kept a middle position while my buddy slowly descended, a bit above me and to the right. We hit 40', and I'd just completed a buddy check and turned my attention forward when I heard what sounded like a scream. "Eeeeeee!"
What the hell was that?
My buddy zoomed up, eyes huge as saucers. Her first stage's mouthpiece had popped off, and her octo wasn't giving air. She nabbed my octo, I took control of her BCD, and we proceeded at a reasonable pace to the surface.
No harm was done, everyone was fine. But still, it was kinda exciting.
Lessons learned?
I joined a dive shop's fun-dive day at a nearby lake, where I got buddied up with a relatively new diver who'd recently taken AOW. Neither of us were familiar with the site and thus opted to join a tour group led by a DM/instructor from the sponsoring shop.
The plan was to play follow-the-leader down to the tourist attraction at about 80'. Thing was, the viz stank between zero and 50', so even though the group leader took his sweet time, keeping sight of the preceding buddy pair's fins posed a challenge.
My buddy was having some trouble clearing her ears, so she lagged behind a bit, and I didn't want to lose the fins in front of me, so I kept a middle position while my buddy slowly descended, a bit above me and to the right. We hit 40', and I'd just completed a buddy check and turned my attention forward when I heard what sounded like a scream. "Eeeeeee!"
What the hell was that?
My buddy zoomed up, eyes huge as saucers. Her first stage's mouthpiece had popped off, and her octo wasn't giving air. She nabbed my octo, I took control of her BCD, and we proceeded at a reasonable pace to the surface.
No harm was done, everyone was fine. But still, it was kinda exciting.
Lessons learned?
- Stay close(r) to my buddy when recreational diving.
- Do a better job of adding air to both my and my buddy's BCDs if there's an emergency.
- Advocate more forcefully about staying clustered if visibility is poor.
- Purge the octo/take actual breaths from it before descending.