Last year, I was in the Keys and wanted to knock a few wrecks off of the list (as usual) since when we normally go, the weather is questionable, and I usually can only get half of the dives I really want. For once, the weather cooperated, and I was able to get on a few of the planned trips. One such trip was on the Adolphus Busch off of Big Pine. I hooked up with an operator the year prior, and they screwed up the reservation, so I found one that did the wreck (and two reefs) every Wednesday!
So as we were departing, the DM asked if anyone needed a buddy, two of us raised out hands, I was diving alone, and the other gentleman that raised his hand was diving the wreck alone, but doing the two reefs with his wife, who wasn't interested in the deeper dive. So they put us together. He was an older gentleman of Italian origin, and spoke very broken English, but wasn't too hard to understand. Between his wife and me, we got the dive plan decided. He had a VERY nice camera set up, and wanted to get pictures of the wreck, so he deferred to me as far as navigating the wreck. Not a problem! My thoughts were that if this guy has a rig THAT expensive, he MUST know what he's doing, and possibly, I'll end up as a model in some obscure Italian dive magazine!
When it was time to splash, we were the last two ready (he took his time) I jumped in and went to the mooring ball, there was a slight surface current, so we were advised to hang on to the line that lead to the ball. He jumped in, and looked up to the boat to get his camera. They handed it to him, and he immediately started fiddling with the camera, The DM yelled down and said "HOLD ON TO THE LINE" and his wife yelled the same thing in Italian. He nodded, and started messing with his camera again, and started floating around the side of the boat away from me! The DM yelled to the mate to toss him a line, then looked at me and said "are there still bubbles on the downline?!" I looked and said yes, he said "go follow someone!" So I did! But as I got about 20 feet down, another person that held up the trip was with her (I guess) husband HANGING ON to the rope for dear life, with the fear of GOD in her eyes! (the source of the bubbles) I looked past, and saw a trio just getting off the line on the wreck, so I went past them, and followed the trio... the rest of the dive was fine, and I hooked up with another couple that I was chatting with before boarding for the two reef dives.
Oh well! At least I got to see the wreck!