JimLap:
If you can dive up here you can dive anywhere.
Amen Brother Diver!
Last Sunday we did the "8th Annual Underwater Easter Egg Hunt" here in C. Illinois. 45 deg. at 30 feet... 2 to 3 ft. viz. IT'S A CHALLENGE MAN!!! I mean, they didn't just put the eggs on the structures... they wuz' in the MUD too... sweet...
Cruise the bottom a foot or so off the silt, one eye on the bottom... one eye on your compass, one eye on your buddy-line (I *KNOW* I've got a buddy attached to me
somewhere...), one eye on whatever else you need to keep an eye on... and a couple of grey cells focused on the task at hand...
The temps really aren't THAT bad... I dive a 5/4/3 wetsuit with a 3mil vest (8 mil. over the core), 3 mil. dive socks, hood and good gloves. (Ok... in fairness it was 82 out that day... so when ya' get out of the water it wuz' comfie out... cold air temps take a *bit* of the fun out of it...)...
... besides, you haven't dived until you've dived on a "Gleaner" field combine...
I guess it's kinda' like the old joke about the guy who answers "... because it feels so good when I stop..." to the question, "Why are you banging your head against the wall?" Hey, if all ya' did was dive beautiful reefs with gorgeous fish... in 75 deg. plus water under a clear sunny sky with "see eternity" viz... how could you possibly truely appreciate the beauty of what you have if you don't have a good point of comparison???
... and then there's the joy of being able to drift up to the surface and have the local fishermen ask, "See any bass down there?" ... to which you can go... "Wow... you wouldn't belive the size of the one we saw on the
_(insert imaginary structure here)_... it's right over there by that marker ball..."... It's like throwing a stick for a puppy... (only they don't bring it back to you... but then... come to think of it... neither does my puppy...).
Mud-diving has it's own charms... it's a treat all of it's own... the videos of the dive are generally lacking in... well... pretty much everything... but, as others have pointed out... ya' don't have a bunch of salt to wash out of yer' stuff...
... as they say, "Not everybody gets to be first violin... SOMEBODY's gotta' push air through the tuba..."