What can I add? It was a rollercoaster. I really wanted to not drive past Pensacola, and really hated the idea of that 1/4 mile walk with a 7mil, 30+lbs of weight and my LP95, so I considered heading all the way to Panama City.
Then I heard about the E winds and decided that the PC jetties would be rough as a cob. Not wanting to subject Jeremy to that, I gave him the choice of Vortex, Destin, or Ft. Pickens (anyway). He wisely chose Destin.
In spite of some aggravation, way too much weight, and some new equipment, I led my team underwater, immediately sank to the bottom like a lawn dart, and after adjusting my BC in the surge, spotted a large sheephead, and while waiting for the others, a horseshoe crab.
Other than those, a couple of stone crabs, an anemone, a school of small minnows, and a dead catfish, life was a little sparse. Jeremy and I made it a little past the iron box for a dive lasting just over 30mins.
I was surprisingly comfortable in my 7mm. I expected to feel a lot colder during and after the dive.
It was great meeting Jason, DocCarl and Kate?, and seeing Walter and Glen again.
That walk sucks. Maybe some of the guys begging for money on the side of the road could hire themselves as dive sherpas by the showers.