It's my wife's fault: she badgered me into it. (she's been diving a year longer than I have).
Seriously, I had zero interest in diving for the first year that she was certified.
Just didn't see the point. I began to warm up to the idea while recovering from an
accident that left me on crutches for 8 weeks. I used to drop her off at the dive
shop when she was going out on charters, and she and one of the instructors at
the shop used to tease me about when I was going to learn to dive.
One day I walked into the shop without my crutches or cane, and before I could
stop myself I responded to the usual banter with "How about wednesday?".
DIdn't like the first day of class much. To my instructor's credit, he managed to
get me interested on the second day by doing a little "tour" before we started
our confined water skills. (my "confined" water work was done at the Kailua Pier
on the Big Island, so there was actually stuff to see in the shallows). Been hooked
ever since.
Seriously, I had zero interest in diving for the first year that she was certified.
Just didn't see the point. I began to warm up to the idea while recovering from an
accident that left me on crutches for 8 weeks. I used to drop her off at the dive
shop when she was going out on charters, and she and one of the instructors at
the shop used to tease me about when I was going to learn to dive.
One day I walked into the shop without my crutches or cane, and before I could
stop myself I responded to the usual banter with "How about wednesday?".
DIdn't like the first day of class much. To my instructor's credit, he managed to
get me interested on the second day by doing a little "tour" before we started
our confined water skills. (my "confined" water work was done at the Kailua Pier
on the Big Island, so there was actually stuff to see in the shallows). Been hooked
ever since.