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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Fantasia

Paul called me to tell me he wanted to do a day into night dive at Admiralty Head, just about 6 miles south of the Keystone Jetty in Coupeville, Washington. It's also called Driftwood Park to the locals, a nice little dive that is known for a relaxing drift.

As soon as I got the phone call, I sent a text message to Derek to invite him. I love sending text messages to Derek because he hates responding to them. It makes me want to bombard him all day long, but you know what? I like that he'll dive with me, so I don't want to mess with him too much. ;)

SO... I show up to Driftwood Park and Paul is already there with Derek. We set about getting into our gear when Pete, Chris and J.R. showed up. We wanted to get into the water while it was still light, the second dive was to be at night after the SIT. I think I've mentioned how much I enjoy my dive buddies. It's a comaraderie like I've never known before.

Dive #1 went very well, we descended to about 58 feet looking for a bottle field that was supposed to be there. The probelm was, we didn't know exactly where it was so we pretty much set about just exploring what we could. We lost Paul about half way through the dive. It's amazing how fast you can lose someone. It just takes a moment of stopping to look at something before everyone else moves on and you're left behind. I do my best to keep everyone together, but... best laid plans. Luckily, we agreed before hand that if we got separated, we were going to continue the dive because getting back to shore was pretty easy.

Derek and I never did find the bottle field, but we did find two bottles. One large brown bottle I picked up had something inside of it, I swam it over to Derek but we couldn't see what was inside. I wanted to bring it to the surface, but then decided to just leave it down there. Good Girl. Drifting back to the beginning point, I found a juvenile Giant Pacific Octopus (Octopus dofleini) (sounds like an oxymoron, huh?) and brought Derek's attention to it. He played with it for a little while and then we floated back and regrouped with Paul. Perfect timing.

I was pretty cold after the first dive. I dug around in my car for a propane bottle that I thought I brought for my new table top heater. No go. All I wanted to do was get warm between dives. Ugh. I hate when I'm completely unprepared. On this night dive, I was. I totally forgot to bring a tank light - but I managed to find a battery operated glow light from my Fly Fishing days. I didn't know if it was waterproof, but elected to take it down anyways. Paul agreed it was better than nothing, at least until it lasted. Neither of them brought a spare chem light and it was my own stupid fault for failing to be prepared. I did, however, after digging around a bit more, manage to find a chem light and snapped it to engage it, but it failed to glow. I never knew there was a shelf life on those.

Earlier in the day I was at least going through the routine of trying to be prepared... so I had bought new C batteries for my Nemo8. You'd think the name would have clued me in that it needs EIGHT C batteries. For some reason, I only bought 6. I borrowed two extra batteries from Derek, but he didn't know if they were new or not. Add batteries to The List.

After about an hour SIT, we got back into the water. I bet Paul that my battery operated chem light was going to explode under pressure at about 30 feet, but it did not. I didn't find out until later that it wasn't waterproof, (but it was water resistant) and that baby lasted the entire dive and it was mucho bright. I loved the glow following along behind me. Both Paul and Derek use flashing red strobes. I need to get me a bonafide strobe. It's on The List. There's always something else on The List. The batteries that Derek gave me for the Nemo drained the rest of the new batteries... I decided to shut off my light and instead use my backup M2 hand light.

That's when the magic came out. Bioluminescence magic that is. I hovered over and behind Derek and Paul the rest of the dive. My hand light wasn't directedly bright, so I was able to hover in almost perfect blackness, watching Paul and Derek dart back and forth as they noticed things to look at. They looked like alien mining vehicles on a alien planet the way their lights pivoted back and forth, beams coming closer and going away as their interests shifted. I could only see vague shapes of the divers, no real distinction. As they moved, the bioluminescence trailed off their Twin Jet fins, the green glowing flourescents vortexing off behind them as they swam.I took time to myself. I'm not saying that anything they were looking wasn't interesting, I have just never been in the presence where there was so much bioluminescence around. I wanted to take advantage of it. The previous night dives I've been on only revealed a slight spattering... nothing like this. Nothing so engaging and animated.

Never.

I snapped my fingers and watched with childlike amazement, the glow flurrying off the tips of my neoprene clad fingers, as delicate as if I blew a palmful of faerie dust into the air. I shut off the M2, and turned my back to my dive buddies so I could maintain the darkness. I crossed my hands over in front of me and un crossed them, forcefully, determined to create more disturbance in the water to entertain me with more glow. Intense. It was the best non drugged induced high I ever had. (Okay, next to sky diving, but that's a different blog.)

Realising I should be more attentive to my dive buddies, I turned again to find them playing with a Sailfin Sculpin (Nautichthys oculofasciatus). We continued the dive, finding more Octopus to watch with wonder as they scuttled along the bottom of the ocean.

We did our safety stop at 15 feet like usual for :03 and got out of the water. I hurriedly got out of my neoprene (damn I need a dry suit, like PRONTO.) and into some dry clothes. We talked about the dive and drank a beer afterwards. What a great time.

Derek and I took off to the Tyee to grab a hot toddy. We played a couple games of pool and then we went out own ways. It sure is a long drive home when that's the last place you want to be lately.

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