I started diving in early 2001, at age 49, and will be logging dive #3800 this week-end. Expect I'll hit 4,000 sometime next summer. When I first started, a lot of folks told me to slow down or I'd burn out. Haven't seen any sign of that happening yet. In fact, diving puts me in my happy place, and it's something I expect I'll be doing right up to the point where my body will no longer support the weight of a scuba tank.
I've seen a lot of people come and go over the past 15 years. Some because of life changes, like marriage and kids. Others due to career choices that take them in other directions. Some are competitive, and quickly hit their "pinnacle" ... then move on to become "the best" at some other activity. I've known a few who quit because they pushed too hard, too fast, and ended up scaring the crap out of themselves. Then there are those friends who just didn't make it back after their last dive ... some of them were quite good and every bit as enthusiastic about diving as I am. But things happen, and sometimes it ends tragically. One of those caused me to seriously question whether or not I really wanted to continue diving ... the joy left for a time, but it has returned.
My own underwater journey has taken many turns. After a couple years of diving recreationally I decided to pursue DM training, and help with classes. Through that I decided to pursue becoming an instructor, and taught for 12 years. I stuck my toe in the DIR pool, and decided that while the skills were nice to have the culture just wasn't my cup of tea. So I pursued tech training through NAUI, and developed a nice circle of tech friends for local deep and wreck diving. For a few years, that was enough to scratch my itch for the new and exciting. I went to Florida and got trained in cave diving, and through that connection took up sidemount. Then I discovered the Mexico caves and fell in love all over again. For the past decade or so I have been carrying a camera. I started with a small point and shoot and have upgraded several times since then. Today I carry an entry-level DSLR with the usual accessories, and find myself dreaming of something even fancier ... but I'll need about $10K to invest if I really want to start all over again with the range of lenses and ports I currently have. I'm rarely underwater anymore without my camera, but sometimes ... like this past Saturday ... I find myself content to just swim along taking in a landscape that's too big to do justice to with a lens.
One of the things that keeps diving a fresh experience for me is mentoring ... taking new divers diving, and experiencing the dive through their eyes. They get so excited about things I've seen so many times I would otherwise take it for granted ... it keeps my reasons for diving in perspective, and helps me "pay forward" all the people who have helped me throughout my time underwater.
I'll be retiring in less than two years, and expect I'll be moving away from the greater Puget Sound area ... it's getting expensive to live here, and retirement means living on a fixed income. But wherever I go ... and I don't really know where that will be yet ... access to diving will be a serious consideration. I don't see myself giving it up until time catches up with me and forces me to ...
... Bob (Grateful Diver)