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jaybombs25

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What got you hooked onto scuba? Do you even remember your first dive or any milestone dives that make it just that much more fun?

for me i've always loved the sea and been fascinated by fish so no surprise there. On my first dive I was completely awestruck that i could get so close to the fish and see so many different ones. What really had me was when the instructor dug up a majestic snake eel. However, my milestone 100th dive was great even more memorable. Jumped right into a baitball of sardines being herded by jacks, snappers and even tarpon. went down to 130 ft to see whether the wall flattened out into sand like in the shallows. Then slowly made my ascent, spent 20 mins at 30 ft watching fish and turtles. Out of nowhere a school or juvenile Barracuda at least 20 (first time seen this) swim around us for a while. 10 mins at 15ft in the shallows then surfacing. upon reaching the boat I realized that one of the instructors had found a mask at 119 ft which turned out to be a mask that we had lost about 2 months before. All around great dive. Even makes up for the fact that my o ring blew at depth on the next dive requiring me to ascend and get a new one. Glad I didn't use that tank for the 130 ft dive!!
 
I was hooked 40 years before I touched my first regulator at 48. Blame Seahunt and Cousteau. Snorkeling in the ocean as a kid left visions in my head all of those years and then things finally came together.

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I was camping at Indian river Inlet in Del. and a diver came out of the water. I talked to him asked all about diving and the training. I told him I'd love to dive but I couldn't afford it. He asked if I really wanted to go, I said yes, that night he briefed me and the next day he put me in his wifes gear with my shirt and jeans and took me in. I could only see a few inches he gave me a little flashlight and I seen a few little fish. That was it, one of those defining moments in a life. I dove over 800 dives after that and I still have the same desire for the next dive. I could see hundreds of tiny little fish just hatched or a huge Jewfish it don't matter. Just the antisipation of whats to come or seeing a fish you never seen before. I love it.
Hooked and reeled in, thats me!
 
I grew up here in Florida, so water was an ever-present part of life. After fishing on it, and swimming in it, I wanted to see what was really down there.

I talked a friend into getting certified with me to dive in the springs, and we made it through. It didn't stick for him, and I didn't have a chance to dive much after that, but I picked it up again, and now I'm hooked.
 
I had a couple divers working for me who for years kept trying to get me to go diving. After I retired they decided it was time for me to go with them. First dive in the pool hooked me. Now it's off to the Keys for a week every month. (Thank you Social Security check.) You young folks keep working and paying your taxes so this old man can afford to go diving every month.
 
I think the first dive where I really had fun was the last dive of my AOW class, which was my ninth dive. The instructor had chosen to make it a scooter dive, at our local underwater park. We were using the little SeaDoo scooters. We "flew" out to a structure made of PVC pipe, which had metridium anemones growing all over it. They grew without regards for gravity, some pointing upwards and some pointing downwards. I swam into the middle of the structure, and I had these delicate orange and white "trees" surrounding me, and it was completely surreal.

The very next dive was Molokini Crater, where I turned over on my back and looked up through fifty feet of swirling, multi-colored fish, like God's kaleidoscope. That finished setting the hook.
 
Grew up free diving here in Florida. Can't remember when I fist got in the water, but my parents have a picture of me at the beach when I was 2 in mask, fins & snorkle.

Tried scuba for the first time at age 6. Double steal tanks & double hose reg. I was strapped to the tank, and the guy lifted me into the water by the tank valve.
 

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