And as it turns out - Wetvet was one of the staff divers for my Dive Shop. It really is a small world out there.
(And by the way - the Isotherm heats up great. It really is a good suit.)
Dives One and Two (Dave's Bay) were miserable. Ugly, big rocky shoreline entry, with 2 foot wave surges, cold miserable air, in the rain. I'm surprised I didn't kill myself on entry - although I did manage to rip a fin strap clean off as a fell over while trying to get them on. Once we got underwater, at the four minute mark, my reg free-flowed at about 10 feet. Managed to fix that on the surface, get back down and finish the dive. Maximum depth of about 21 feet.
Dive Three (The Tugs) was much more tolerable. Easy entry, max depth of 33 feet... big rocky outcropping, basically. And as we get in, things are fine, until about 5 minutes in - and another reg freeflow, from about 25 feet. This is getting REALLY annoying. Long snorkel back in after we couldn't get it stopped... and just as we reach the shoreline, we get it fixed. Snorkel back out, and complete dive - again.
Dive four (The Lighthouse) was great. Basically, had to twist the reg (an older rental Aqualung Impulse, btw) all the way into the "detuned" end of the spectrum, so it was like sucking air through a clogged straw, but hey - it didn't freeflow. At this point, I was accepting small mercies. Max depth 41 feet, along a cool vertical wall under the Tobermory Lighthouse.
Dive five was to 52 feet, along a vertical wall right behind the lodge we were staying in. I was leading the descent, going real slow because I have problems equalizing. At about forty feet, I realize now I should have been adding more air to the BC, because I was kicking too hard to keep the descent slow. We went through a low-vis silt cloud - just enough for me to lose sight of the rock wall. So I was kicking hard, feeling like I'm falling to the bottom (over 90' there), just lost my visual references, I'm hoovering air like its out of style, and I have to fight to suck in each breath. It felt like I wasn't getting any air. I wanted OUT of there, like, right now.
I was explaining to my wife that for the first time in years, I was actually scared. Not startled, or theoretical scared, but emotionally scared. I wanted to bolt for the surface. I wanted out of the water. At the same time, intellectually, I knew better. And I was getting pissed off at myself for even getting into that state of mind. You want to know something? When your intellectual side gets mad at you for being a wimp, that just makes your emotional side get even wimpier.
I stopped - my buddies (buddy and instructor) were confused, but I just signalled them to stop for a second. I gave them the "not OK" signal, feeling really stupid, and headed over to where I knew the rock wall was going to be. Once I started swimming, I came out of the 3-4 foot vis cloud and into about 14 -18 feet, and could see the rock wall. Somehow, seeing that I was still hovering was better. It's one thing to think "trust your gauges and computer." It's somehow another thing entirely to see a giant rock wall not slip away on you.
My buddy came over and handed my my own inflator hose - that message was pretty clear. I shot some air into my BC, kind of 'came to a hover' and stopped there for a second. Just that sort of act - going through the motions - kind of shook me out of it. Once I started swimming, it felt like about one minute but in real life, it took about 10 seconds to just shake it off, get my crap together, and move on. I turned down the resistance to my reg so I could actually breath. I gave them the big OK sign, we continued our descent, and things went more or less fine. (less, only because we overshot our entry point on the way back and had to double back. Our instructor knew where we were going, it was OK, but it was supposed to be a student-led dive.)
So, all in all, it was a good experience. Humbling, but I got to thinking that humbling is a good thing. Which is why I posted it.
Incidentally, my buddy Rick and I are making plans to go do some shallow (20-30 foot) dives next sunday, just to work on bouyancy control and finning skills. I know practice is a good thing, but to be honest, I just want to be more confident.
So, after all that - am I now banned from coming to Belleville in July?
(Edited to add - for the record, vis was at it's maximum no more than 30 feet, and I recorded a water temp both days of a warm and balmy 37 degrees.)