Worst dive day?

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TMHeimer

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Other than serious accidents, what was your worst dive day?
Of course I ask this because I just had mine.
---checking out a new dive spot which was supposed to be OK, was kicked out because it was private property.
---drove to another new (to me) dive site where for the 2nd time ever I turned turtle in surge/rocks doffing fins
and somehow brand new dive watch (3rd use) got unthreaded and lost.
---After buying new watch strap at LDS, got into my FIRST accident of any kind since age 17 driving (am 64). A block from the LDS. Need new headlight, bumper and maybe more. Vanity dive plate (had since '07) whisked
away.
And, *&^%, it was MY fault.
 
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Other than serious accidents, what was your worst dive day?
Of course I ask this because I just had mine.
---checking out a new dive spot which was supposed to be OK, was kicked out because it was private property.
---drove to another new (to me) dive site where for the 2nd time ever I turned turtle in surge/rocks doffing fins
and somehow brand new dive watch (3rd use) got unthreaded and lost.
---After buying new watch strap at LDS, got into my FIRST accident of any kind since age 17 driving (am 64). Need new headlight, bumper and maybe more. Vanity dive plate whisked away.
And, *&^%, it was MY fault.

Ouch, that's a bad day topside. Glad you're unhurt.

My worst dive day was doing deco watching black and gray percolate swirl through the clear plexiglass of my flooded ikelite housing. My full spectrum IR modified dslr and a 11-14mm lens bathing in battery offgasses and salt water. And I was cold.

Cameron
 
Worst day diving beats any good day in the office....or on the golf course for that matter....you might think differently at the moment?

Your computer may be warrantied against loss if bought on your CC? Might want to check.
 
Worst dive was probably my first dive post certification. Anxious to dive and agreed to meet an instabuddy at the same quarry I got certified at. Viz had plunged from 10 ft to very little. Did dive just like class. Swam out and then descended. I have always gone down horizontal from the beginning. First time I saw the bottom was when my face was planted into the silt. Viz was maybe 6 inches. Almost immediately lost my buddy. Followed training and after waiting a couple of minutes. Went to the surface. Spotted bubbles a few feet away and followed them down to "buddy". He did not seem to care that I had found him. Was gone almost immediately. After repeating the go and look for bubbles two more times in the next 10 minutes I thumbed the dive with the same quarry instabuddy.

Dive 2 was on French reef in the Keys with flat seas and 80 ft viz. Like a swimming pool.
 
My worst dive was the one I was lucky enough to walk away from.

1986, I was barely certified, young and dumb and worst of all bulletproof!! I went to Blue Springs in Florida with my twin steel 50's, too much lead, and zero training in what I was about to do. I went down about 40' and then it hit...my regulator came out of the mouthpiece without me noticing. I breathed out and when I tried to breathe in...water. I did the next logical thing. Panic. Sheer, immediate panic. I didn't look for the regulator, didn't dump my weights, didn't do anything except swim for the surface. I barely made it...blue in the face and gasping for air.

I quit diving until 2012!
 
Worst so far: the current was so strong that it was impossible to go anywhere, so I held to a rock in about 12-15 meters of water and I laid there for about 50 minutes.
I was starting to feel that I was part of that rock.
 
Worst so far: the current was so strong that it was impossible to go anywhere, so I held to a rock in about 12-15 meters of water and I laid there for about 50 minutes.
I was starting to feel that I was part of that rock.
Wow, 50 minutes. Nobody around to help I assume. I was in what must've been an odd rip current in SPI, TX. Weird because it was right by the jetty. No forward progress toward shore possible and pretty jagged rocks formed the jetty. Finally managed to haul myself onto them. As several people watched.
 
One where I didn’t get wet. Honestly first dives in The Galapagos. I had maybe 500 under my belt and read all up on the equipment provided. No experience beyond a 5mil. Usually just wear a skin. Have a slow ear. Was not ready for negative entry, was not ready for a DM that ignored mine and many other concerns. Incredibly grateful to finding and incredible buddy north sea diver bisac and now friend who took me under his wing and allowed the incredible trip happen for me. I then learned what a fish out of water must feel like. I have 10000 dives to go before I start to understand what I still have no clue about. Have no patience anymore copy book advice.
 
Diving on the USS San Diego off Long Island in heavy current. Large DSLR in an aluminum housing with dual strobes clipped off to my waist D-ring. Pulling myself down the line, I felt the tug of the camera acting as a "sail", and then nothing. Looked down and found that the steel split ring that connected the bolt snap to the camera had broken open! Camera was gone, didn't see it anywhere.

I had a miserable dive, since I figured that I wasn't about to do a search of the bottom in those conditions away from the wreck, and I assumed that was $10K gone forever. Came back after my dive up to find the captain laughing and asking me if I got any good pictures. Turns out the camera had snagged on the downline after breaking free. The guy behind me found it on his descent, and was nice enough to bring it back up.

I gave him a big hug and paid for his dive.
 
No bad days since my certification class with a couple of women so shrewish that, even though I am myself female, I still felt like I was being forced to associate with my ex-wife.
 

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