In the beginning there was the Mediterranean resort where I "did my PADI" on a two week vacation. Have always swam, snorkelled played on the sea, was really easy. Came back later that summer and did that other PADI course and a load of dives. Wow, 30-odd dives, such experience. Then dived in the UK, struth, what a difference. Cold, drysuit, tides, current, rougher seas, SMBs, poor visibility at 3m/10ft and darkness — had only experienced a minimum of 20m/60ft in the Med!
Suddenly realised that I wasn’t advanced after all, even though my plastic card said I was. It was also plainly obvious that a single tank was not enough as loosing a buddy was real.
The dive shop I was using wasn’t interested in anything outside of the PADI recreational syllabus and definitely "no deco". I heard of an opportunity to do a GUE experience day, none of the others were interested "my buoyancy is fine" one said. So I went alone.
OMG. The in water demo. OMG. The guy was on a 6m/20ft platform and was hovering without moving. OMG. Have never seen that before, completely flat In the water just inches above the platform and not moving vertically. Then he finned, not with the flappy up and down leg thing but using a frog kick. Wow. Then he stopped at the end of the platform using his fins, no hands, not even touching the platform for stability. Then he…. finned backwards without using his hands. This is witchcraft, never in all my extensive 50 dives experience had I ever seen anything like it. Then he turned around by finning only. Arrrgh, a magician!
Chatting with him afterwards he said that I should be diving like that. Needless to say I signed up for a GUE Fundies course on the spot.
Fundies was a horrible experience for me. My core skills were crap. Every skill I did was bloody hard work and rather random. Quite rightly I got a provisional pass.
Following six months of practice I still hadn’t mastered enough to pass the assessment. Was disappointed but knew it was fair. Fundies had taught me how much effort I had to put in.
Another six months of practice my skills were finally up to scratch. By then the shine had gone from the GUE way; am really not keen on the regimentation and rules, especially over the minutiae of kit configuration.
I owe GUE a massive debt of gratitude for showing me how one could be: actually how one should be. The PADI mob I used to dive with are all OK divers, diving within their envelope. Not all of us are content with being "good enough" and that most certainly isn’t good enough for the rigours of technical diving.
Still haven’t passed Fundies and have no interest in trying. It’s not the plastic that counts, it’s what you’ve learned that matters.