Hello all!
Went for my first dive of the year last night in a very small private lake! Woo Hoo! The ice is off the lakes now and my buddy and I decided to try to go someplace close to work on our weighting, and get just a little practice. The owner has been stocking fish in it and we wanted to see how many fish were thriving.
We geared up and headed for the water, only to find that we were sinking up to our shins in mud as we tried to walk out.
It's always tricky to extract yourself from the mud, but this was the first time I ever tried it wearing a tank and weights. I finally had to sit down to pull my feet out. The water was too shallow near the shore to float all all so I managed to scoot myself out on my backside until the water was deep enough to float out. The never taught us that entry method in OW class! Ha Ha!
It took a while to get most of the mud off ourselves and check to make sure there was no mud in octopuses, etc. The water was 53 degrees, but we warmed up in our suits pretty quickly. Those first few moments were exhilarating, though.
We dropped down briefly to check visibility because it looked pretty bad and found it was literally zero. We decided to abort the dive but now we had to figure out how to get out. We tested the shore in several places and finally found a spot where the ground was a "little" firmer. (We only sank up to our ankles.)
The rest of the evening was spent hosing and scrubbing that clay/mud from all of our gear. All in all... it was a great dive. Ha Ha! We had fun, laughed a lot, spent some time away from the TV, and added a new adventure to talk about.
I'm starting to think that there is no such thing as a bad dive as long as it ends safely.
-Mike-
Went for my first dive of the year last night in a very small private lake! Woo Hoo! The ice is off the lakes now and my buddy and I decided to try to go someplace close to work on our weighting, and get just a little practice. The owner has been stocking fish in it and we wanted to see how many fish were thriving.
We geared up and headed for the water, only to find that we were sinking up to our shins in mud as we tried to walk out.

It took a while to get most of the mud off ourselves and check to make sure there was no mud in octopuses, etc. The water was 53 degrees, but we warmed up in our suits pretty quickly. Those first few moments were exhilarating, though.

We dropped down briefly to check visibility because it looked pretty bad and found it was literally zero. We decided to abort the dive but now we had to figure out how to get out. We tested the shore in several places and finally found a spot where the ground was a "little" firmer. (We only sank up to our ankles.)
The rest of the evening was spent hosing and scrubbing that clay/mud from all of our gear. All in all... it was a great dive. Ha Ha! We had fun, laughed a lot, spent some time away from the TV, and added a new adventure to talk about.
I'm starting to think that there is no such thing as a bad dive as long as it ends safely.
-Mike-