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rhadamantus
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because people stoned themselves differently.
and diving, i found out, is my drug.
and diving, i found out, is my drug.
gomi_otaku
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I grew up on Jacque Cousteau as well in the 70s. Then other nature shows on PBS, and I used to walk past Northwest Divers in MN every day and think, I'd love to try that! Of course, being 12 with no money I didn't think to try to social engineer them into letting me try it for free.
Then I was going to the UofM, over 20 years later, and figured I was blowing all my student loans anyway, I might as well spend the money on one thing I always wanted.
Of course, long before I dove, I loved the water. Wading into the Gulf of Mexico in Galveston, I would walk out a little when my feet would touch the ground on the trough of each wave, and jump up with each swell. I kept walking out farther and farther, watching fish jumping in pairs and triads in front of me. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't have returned to shore. I just wanted to keep going, but not being able to breathe underwater was the only thing keeping me back.
Now I'm certified, and living a walk away from the ocean (cold water in Puget Sound, but it's salty) I love to be able to get underwater, love seeing every tiny fish and invertebrate. It's disappointing when the air runs low and I have to go back.
I don't want my ashes scattered in the ocean when I die- I'd prefer that my body simply never wash up in the first place (as long as it's my time, and not a stupid mistake that causes my death)
gomi_
Then I was going to the UofM, over 20 years later, and figured I was blowing all my student loans anyway, I might as well spend the money on one thing I always wanted.
Of course, long before I dove, I loved the water. Wading into the Gulf of Mexico in Galveston, I would walk out a little when my feet would touch the ground on the trough of each wave, and jump up with each swell. I kept walking out farther and farther, watching fish jumping in pairs and triads in front of me. If I didn't have to, I wouldn't have returned to shore. I just wanted to keep going, but not being able to breathe underwater was the only thing keeping me back.
Now I'm certified, and living a walk away from the ocean (cold water in Puget Sound, but it's salty) I love to be able to get underwater, love seeing every tiny fish and invertebrate. It's disappointing when the air runs low and I have to go back.
I don't want my ashes scattered in the ocean when I die- I'd prefer that my body simply never wash up in the first place (as long as it's my time, and not a stupid mistake that causes my death)
gomi_
cummings66
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I also don't have an exact reason I dive, there's way too many things I like about it but no one thing that compels me to dive.
I suppose it's like any hobby I take up, I do it because it's there and I want to have fun. No real reason.
Why does a man climb a mountain? Because it's there...
I suppose it's like any hobby I take up, I do it because it's there and I want to have fun. No real reason.
Why does a man climb a mountain? Because it's there...
plot
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Becuase there is so much I havn't seen yet...
JanR
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How much trouble do you think I'd get into if I answered, "Because it's the only time I get to spend time with my wife and don't have to listen to her talk?"
Jan
Jan
plot
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JanR:
This is an excellent idea... one that I'm now going to have to make use of.
Step 1: find a wife...
Being able to go places most people can't or won't is sort of fun for me. I also think diving is sort of like meditation... you are focusing on controlling your breathing, you don't have verbal distractions... it is just you and your mind floating through space, experiencing the world in a very different way than usual.
Brandnew2Scuba
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Relaxation, feeling of weightlessness, extension of my meditation, to explore where most people will never go.
Buoyant1
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It probably all started because my mother used to watch the Jacques Cousteau shows when I was a kid, then Sunday mornings there was always some show about a reef or an eco-system that had something to do with a reef, etc. on, THEN cable brought us the discovery Channel and the like and there was always something on that. So I guess that curiosity got to me....On my 40th birthday trip to the Keys I went snorkelling out on the reef (Eastern Dry Rocks to be precise) and saw a bunch of divers below, and thought that I could do that, so I researched what I needed to do to get certified (first, thanks to a friend I knew through work that was a dive instructor, she sent me some old Dive Training and DAN magazines to look through, as well as an old PADI manual, then ironically, a dive shop opened up close to my house) And two years ago, went through with it!
Unfortunately, my mother never got to see me doing this, but it's hard not to think of her and thank her for starting my interest in the ocean, and what was in it. I think she would love the pictures I've taken!
Unfortunately, my mother never got to see me doing this, but it's hard not to think of her and thank her for starting my interest in the ocean, and what was in it. I think she would love the pictures I've taken!
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