Ghetto Diver
Contributor
For me it's more disorienting that a fear-fest. Hopefully, I have a line to guide up or down to mitigate. When it gets bad, I will call the dive.
Sometimes, you need to listen to your 'spidey' side. Not too long ago on a local solo shore dive with 8' vis my gut told me something was going to go down. Not too long after, a game of chicken with a nurse. We both went 'whoaa', I banked left, he the other. Cool encounter
Not 10 minutes later wallowing in the surge and my head on a swivel, a fair sized black tip rolled in from my 6. I saw it as it materialized from the murk. It got between me and the reef and stopped beside me, then curiously rolled toward me. I literally shouted 'wtf' and pushed it away with my dive flag spool and it swam ahead of me, po'ed. Turned around again, toward me, and then I shouted 'gtfo' and I motioned with the spool again and it disappeared into the murk.
YMMV
Sometimes, you need to listen to your 'spidey' side. Not too long ago on a local solo shore dive with 8' vis my gut told me something was going to go down. Not too long after, a game of chicken with a nurse. We both went 'whoaa', I banked left, he the other. Cool encounter
Not 10 minutes later wallowing in the surge and my head on a swivel, a fair sized black tip rolled in from my 6. I saw it as it materialized from the murk. It got between me and the reef and stopped beside me, then curiously rolled toward me. I literally shouted 'wtf' and pushed it away with my dive flag spool and it swam ahead of me, po'ed. Turned around again, toward me, and then I shouted 'gtfo' and I motioned with the spool again and it disappeared into the murk.
YMMV