I don't have but two real dives to draw from, but they were both great. My most amazing experience was the first time i actually dove but as far as visual experiences it was my Bahamas dive. I saw a huge lobster, tons of colorful fish, and even a carribean reef shark. Hoping to maybe hit up florida this summer to add to this.
What was your most amazing dive experience?
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My first cave dive ever(Orange Grove sink). I can only imagine how wide open my eyes must've been.
I didn't like my first ever scuba dives too much. 5-7ft swells off Key Largo. Puked up my Margarita pizza from coconuts just about every afternoon. Ear trouble. I just stuck with it thinking it would get better.........and it has.
I didn't like my first ever scuba dives too much. 5-7ft swells off Key Largo. Puked up my Margarita pizza from coconuts just about every afternoon. Ear trouble. I just stuck with it thinking it would get better.........and it has.
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Well, it was amazing to me...
"I once descended down the mooring line toward a reef, my light falling upon little else but my dive partner and the thick rope. We were a party of scientists and educators exploring the Flower Gardens Banks off the coast of Texas. At about sixty feet, something flashed past my mask, winking with a pale but stark bluish light. It was some small bioluminescent sea creature, and I marveled at its brief, firefly-like appearance. It was a filamentous strand about eight inches long with seven or eight tiny lights strung along its threadlike body. Each light, starting at the bottom, would light up and wink out in sequence, then the process would start over. I had never seen anything like that before underwater.
My attention refocused on the descent, but more of the little organisms glided past me on the current. On a whim, I turned off my light and my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Only it wasn't dark. Hundreds, no thousands...no, millions of the tiny creatures hung in the water column all around us. I urgently rapped my dive partner's tank and motioned for him to kill his light, and he did so. In fact, all the other divers in the party did the same thing. As their lights winked out, the true nature of the incredible spectacle made itself known.
Those little creatures close to us lit up clearly. Others, farther away, glowed and gleamed. The millions of others in the distance blurred together in a bluish glow that extended as far as the eye could see. It was like swimming in the middle of the Milky Way, that pale iridescence that extends across a clear summer sky. As the whole moving panoply of living light moved by us on the current, I could only marvel at the truly spectacular beauty of God's creations. Later, back on the boat I asked one of our resident marine biologists what the little creatures were and how often they appeared in such remarkable numbers.
"I have no idea, he replied. I've been out here on hundreds of dives, and I have never seen anything like it either.
Excerpt from Out of The Blue, Inspirational Stories for Scuba Divers
"I once descended down the mooring line toward a reef, my light falling upon little else but my dive partner and the thick rope. We were a party of scientists and educators exploring the Flower Gardens Banks off the coast of Texas. At about sixty feet, something flashed past my mask, winking with a pale but stark bluish light. It was some small bioluminescent sea creature, and I marveled at its brief, firefly-like appearance. It was a filamentous strand about eight inches long with seven or eight tiny lights strung along its threadlike body. Each light, starting at the bottom, would light up and wink out in sequence, then the process would start over. I had never seen anything like that before underwater.
My attention refocused on the descent, but more of the little organisms glided past me on the current. On a whim, I turned off my light and my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Only it wasn't dark. Hundreds, no thousands...no, millions of the tiny creatures hung in the water column all around us. I urgently rapped my dive partner's tank and motioned for him to kill his light, and he did so. In fact, all the other divers in the party did the same thing. As their lights winked out, the true nature of the incredible spectacle made itself known.
Those little creatures close to us lit up clearly. Others, farther away, glowed and gleamed. The millions of others in the distance blurred together in a bluish glow that extended as far as the eye could see. It was like swimming in the middle of the Milky Way, that pale iridescence that extends across a clear summer sky. As the whole moving panoply of living light moved by us on the current, I could only marvel at the truly spectacular beauty of God's creations. Later, back on the boat I asked one of our resident marine biologists what the little creatures were and how often they appeared in such remarkable numbers.
"I have no idea, he replied. I've been out here on hundreds of dives, and I have never seen anything like it either.
Excerpt from Out of The Blue, Inspirational Stories for Scuba Divers
I'm not a newbie, but I still think it's all pretty amazing. I made more than 100 dives last year, and I was excited to get in the water for each and every one of them. For me, the excitement just never wears off. I even get excited about dives in the local hole in the ground, and I manage to see something different almost every time I go somewhere. The more I get familiar with a site, the more I know what to look for, and the more I get to see. The first dive I did on the SS Wisconsin, I didn't know what exactly I was looking at. After 3-4 dives, I started to learn more about the wreck, and recognize specific parts of it. Now I have a pretty good mental picture, and I can't wait to get back this year and see what's different.
For reef dives, I like to know what I'm looking at, so I can do a dive, and see red fish, blue fish, blue fish, crusty thingy. But when I get to know the names and behavior of even the common stuff like a Sergeant Major, I see them feeding off of Parrotfish eggs midwater, or acting really protective of a clutch of eggs, or see a dark shaded breeding male, etc. You find a lot of really amazing things that you just wouldn't have noticed at first glance.
So I guess for me, the really amazing part of diving is when you really start to understand and commune with the underwater world in a way that requires a certain familiarity. The "my first time ..." experiences are really exciting in an adrenaline sort of way, but these sort of experiences tend to be more fulfilling and rewarding to me.
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My first wall dive- I didn't know what to expect. I was nervous about my first deep dive. I only had about a dozen dives logged at that point. We were diving East End in Grand Cayman. We decended down to 70 feet and then went through a long swim through that launched us onto the wall at about 100 feet. I remember seeing the exit of the swim through, looking down at my gauge reading 95 feet. It was a little harder to breathe, I was getting a little claustrophobic and dizzy. I finally reached the opening and looked out into the blue. I remember thinking that it was the most serene, calming vision (maybe it was some nitroen narcosis). I felt my breathing slow down. We swam along the wall for about 10 minutes. There were tons of big fish far out into the blue- or at least I think they were big and far away. Depth perception was difficult. I was so scared and so elated at the same time.
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I've enjoyed every one of my dives ... even the one in my avatar. However, 4 really stand out.
There was my first time on scuba, in 1967. I was 9 years old and watched Sea Hunt with my dad when I was 4 or 5. It did not matter to me that I was in a swimming pool. All that mattered was that I was underwater and did not need to come up for air.
There were several manta night dives in Kona. I just sat with the other divers on the sea floor and we shined our lights up to attract plankton, which attracted the giant mantas. They would swoop in so close you could see all the way inside their mouths.
There was the surface interval off Kauai where someone on our boat pointed to something near the boat and called out "turtle." Someone else said, "No, too big ... manta." The divemaster announced: "Whale shark" as he went over the side. I slipped on my fins and went over the side with my mask in my hand. I put it on as I swam toward the divemaster and whale shark. It was a baby ... only about 15 feet or so and it played with us for 15 to 20 minutes. (I'm not sure if this really counts as a dive.)
There was a dive in the Cenotes. The water was as clean and clear as distilled water in a bottle. It was so clear that I did not believe it existed. I was fearful of taking a giant stride off the platform until I reached down and touched the water. The dive guide and I visited underwater caverns where the only thing that gave away the fact that they were filled with water were (1) the bubbles that we periodically exhaled, and (2) we were weightlessly suspended in "mid-air".
There was my first time on scuba, in 1967. I was 9 years old and watched Sea Hunt with my dad when I was 4 or 5. It did not matter to me that I was in a swimming pool. All that mattered was that I was underwater and did not need to come up for air.
There were several manta night dives in Kona. I just sat with the other divers on the sea floor and we shined our lights up to attract plankton, which attracted the giant mantas. They would swoop in so close you could see all the way inside their mouths.
There was the surface interval off Kauai where someone on our boat pointed to something near the boat and called out "turtle." Someone else said, "No, too big ... manta." The divemaster announced: "Whale shark" as he went over the side. I slipped on my fins and went over the side with my mask in my hand. I put it on as I swam toward the divemaster and whale shark. It was a baby ... only about 15 feet or so and it played with us for 15 to 20 minutes. (I'm not sure if this really counts as a dive.)
There was a dive in the Cenotes. The water was as clean and clear as distilled water in a bottle. It was so clear that I did not believe it existed. I was fearful of taking a giant stride off the platform until I reached down and touched the water. The dive guide and I visited underwater caverns where the only thing that gave away the fact that they were filled with water were (1) the bubbles that we periodically exhaled, and (2) we were weightlessly suspended in "mid-air".
InTheDrink
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Any top tips for how to approach learning this? I totally understand what you're saying but aside from seeing 'stuff' (ok, not quite so crude) I still feel very much ignorant of my environment. Books? Talking to people? Just curious.
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For me, it has been my one and only wreck dive (Sea Tiger wreck off Honolulu @ ~110feet). I always felt deeper water/wreck diving was what I wanted to do, and finally getting to do it confirmed my feeling. Now I'm looking at every place of the cost of the continental US that has wrecks trying to figure where to go first!
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