crestgel
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This happen to my wife a friend and I. We examined this many times in hope of learning from it. I would like to share it here for further discussion.
It was a LDS 1 day 3 dive trip to Santa Barbra Island. Our first time diving with Sea Lions, very excited at the prospects. We try to hit the gate early so that when we get back we have more room to take our gear off.
The first dive went well. Sea Lions everywhere. Just beautiful.
On the second dive 2 other divers joined us. We have never dive together before. We know each other from other trips. We were the second group at the gate. My wife and the 2 other divers went in first. At the gate our friend had a equipment issue which took a couple of minutes to fix, I was helping.
When I looked up afterwards I notice that our group had drifted pretty far away. Maybe 50 feet. Surface current I thought to myself. Not thinking too much about it I ready myself to enter the water.
Vis was great, I could see straight to the bottom. We regroup for a descent to the bottom. We are now further away then before. We descanted and to my surprise it was not a surface current. The bottom was about 50 feet and the current was strong the entire way down.
We could not maintain our position in the current by kicking. Once we hit bottom we started to crawl back to the boat. It was quite a workout. I had never sucked air so hard underwater. Half way back my wife runs low on air first. Decision #1 we went up with little concern of accent rates no safety stop. I pointed to the drift line once we got about 15 feet. I waited till I saw her catch the drift line. Decision #2 For some reason I felt an obligation to make sure that everyone was going to be okay. I went back down to the group. Once there, a quick checked on my gauge and RED. Im in the RED. I had to leave them.
I went up fast blew my safety stop and grab the drift line. I pulled myself up the line to my wife who was scared and exhausted. We were about 75-100 feet from the boat. She keeps telling me she could not hold on any longer. I grab her by her BC raised her head above water by placing my body under hers and waved for help. The DM jumped in and helped her back to the boat.
Im holding onto the line trying to catch my breathe slowly pulling myself back when the DM came back for me.
No body made it to the anchor line. We all ran low on air and had to asscent. Between the DM and a rescue diver. 4 other people had to be pulled in and a few more were pulled in when we pulled in the drfit line.
I made some real dumb decisions. But at the time, in the water I felt the obligation.
It was a LDS 1 day 3 dive trip to Santa Barbra Island. Our first time diving with Sea Lions, very excited at the prospects. We try to hit the gate early so that when we get back we have more room to take our gear off.
The first dive went well. Sea Lions everywhere. Just beautiful.
On the second dive 2 other divers joined us. We have never dive together before. We know each other from other trips. We were the second group at the gate. My wife and the 2 other divers went in first. At the gate our friend had a equipment issue which took a couple of minutes to fix, I was helping.
When I looked up afterwards I notice that our group had drifted pretty far away. Maybe 50 feet. Surface current I thought to myself. Not thinking too much about it I ready myself to enter the water.
Vis was great, I could see straight to the bottom. We regroup for a descent to the bottom. We are now further away then before. We descanted and to my surprise it was not a surface current. The bottom was about 50 feet and the current was strong the entire way down.
We could not maintain our position in the current by kicking. Once we hit bottom we started to crawl back to the boat. It was quite a workout. I had never sucked air so hard underwater. Half way back my wife runs low on air first. Decision #1 we went up with little concern of accent rates no safety stop. I pointed to the drift line once we got about 15 feet. I waited till I saw her catch the drift line. Decision #2 For some reason I felt an obligation to make sure that everyone was going to be okay. I went back down to the group. Once there, a quick checked on my gauge and RED. Im in the RED. I had to leave them.
I went up fast blew my safety stop and grab the drift line. I pulled myself up the line to my wife who was scared and exhausted. We were about 75-100 feet from the boat. She keeps telling me she could not hold on any longer. I grab her by her BC raised her head above water by placing my body under hers and waved for help. The DM jumped in and helped her back to the boat.
Im holding onto the line trying to catch my breathe slowly pulling myself back when the DM came back for me.
No body made it to the anchor line. We all ran low on air and had to asscent. Between the DM and a rescue diver. 4 other people had to be pulled in and a few more were pulled in when we pulled in the drfit line.
I made some real dumb decisions. But at the time, in the water I felt the obligation.