10/18/2021
All I can say is wow!
It is been proven out time and time again in the years that I have been old enough, and cared enough to think about it, that the old statement is true, “to enjoy the beauty of some moments, you have to go through a little bit of work, discomfort, labor, or whatever else you want to call it, this morning was one of those times.
Yesterday when we finished diving for the afternoon we decided we would do a night dive, which in this case was really an early morning, while it was still dark and the temperature was 32°, out of the water before sunrise dive. I got up at 5 AM this morning, and as quickly as possible climbed back into my still wet gear from yesterday’s dive. It is hard enough to get back in wet gear, but try doing this in the dark. We got in the water at 5:45 AM, but the 61° water actually felt warm after putting on a wetsuit, hooking your BCD and reg set to a fresh tank of air in 32° temperature air.
This is where that moment I was talking about started. It is a strange sensation to free dissent down to a depth of 80 feet in complete darkness, except for a dive flashlight. It is hard to describe the quietness and stillness of falling weightless down to that depth. We did some technical work on using our computers to determine how long we could stay at different depths and remain in the “no decompression” time. After that we just cruised around the bottom and enjoyed watching the crawdads, who live at that depth go about their early morning business. At one point Dusty and I turned off our flashlights and just sat back and looked up to the surface 80 feet away, where you could just start to make out the skies beginning to lighten before sun-up. This is the second of those moments where are you stop and reflect about the fact that not many people get the opportunity to have that view. A time where it seems like time stops and that a peacefulness that is hard to describe settles over you. It is one of those times where all I can think is wow! It is much like watching the sunrise from a mountain top, or fishing a tank at sun-up when the water is like glass, but maybe more rare. This is the time where it makes all the preparation, training and travel worth it, just for that moment.(Thank you John E. Miller.)Because of the depth we could only stay underwater for just over half an hour, but in someways it seem like hours. You just want to soak it up for ever, but alas we had to surface, knowing what was waiting. Reality sets back in quickly when you have to come out of 61° water back into a now warming 34° and try to peel out of all your wet gear before your hands go numb. Then it is a race back to the hotel to find a hot shower and a good breakfast. What better way to end a weekend, getting to enjoying something that a loving God gave us for that purpose. Peace!
Coachfossa