So a bunch of us are diving, and Pug's ready to go long before the rest of us, pacing around saying, let's go, let's go... But Bob's in the middle of a funny story...We're listening, Pug's looking up to the sky for Divine help... Can we go diving?? He gives up and heads for the water... to wait. The pressure is too much, so we hurry up and hit the water, right into a nice 2 knot current, because we are about 20 minutes ahead of slack, which Bob points out later at breakfast a few times, is because UP is in such a hurry to dive. Now, if he had only had a pair of rock boots to put on, maybe we would have hit the slack.
Picture below. Notice Pug in DS, Bob not.