We're sort of a mid-range boat patterned after a northeast wreck boat.
As someone who spends most of their time on/under northeast wreck charter boats, the above was EXACTLY my experience on the Spree. (As a marketer I wanted to let Frank state his "brand promise" for himself without me getting it twisted in any way.)
If you don't know northeast diving, you need to understand that it's more of an ethos than a level of service. Northeast dive ops don't provide a lot of handholding (none, actually) because we expect that as a competent diver:
1.) You don't need assistance.
2.) You don't want assistance.
3.) If you
do need or want assistance... you'll ask for it.
If you want great diving, with warm towels, hot toddys apres dive, fresh-baked mango scones on fine china, a mint on your pillow, and to be put in and taken out of the water as directed by some 20-something kids with clipboards and gold epaulets on starched white shirts... call Peter Hughes or Wayne Brown.
If you want great diving and don't mind bringing your own towel, making your own bed, drinking cold beer from a can, eating baked ziti, cleaning and drying your very own souvenir mug, and being treated like a competent adult with respect to when, where, how deep, and how long you're in the water by a bearded guy in a tee-shirt and his wife... call Frank Wasson.