I was great seeing everyone today. Those that came were treated to ankle slappers and about 20 to 30-foot vis depending on where the dive was.
I have to apologize to those of you who I took to try to find the Way North Wall. Talk about overshooting the mark!
For the rest of you that are familiar with the shores, here is what happened.
Since the sun was still barely coming up, the visibility for the lineups was based on a lot of guesswork. I had my depth finder, but started pinging the bottom when I thought we were coming to the trench before reaching the North Wall. We were actually over the peninsula between the North Wall and the Way North Wall. The depth went from about 70 feet to about 130 feet as expected and then started to go up again. I figured at this point we were over the peninsula and that when it started to go down again that we should drop down when it said we were in about 80 feet and then just drop over the wall. Of course, we had already passed all that.
We dropped down in 80 feet and it seemed like it was taking a very long time to get to the wall. Of course, it never came because we were over a huge underwater plateau. When we hit 100 feet we turned the dive toward shore and we thumbed the dive when a team member reached rock bottom. I figured out were we had gone when we looked at the bathymetric data after the dive.
By the way, from the time we hit surface after thumbing the dive, it took us over an hour to swim back to shore. Apparently, we had gone for about an hour on the way out too. However, since we were talking and having so much fun on the swim out, I guess we lost track of time. We were WAY out there!
This will be an "I remember when..." story for someone to tell their grandkids. It may be the California equivalent to the midwest's "...both ways uphill in the snow!"
Needless to say my legs are very sore and my little bottle of Aleve is my friend.
Now it's time to find a place to eat and see what adventures I can find for this evening!
Christian