SWAMPY459
Contributor
OK, so Saturday I went to an event sponsered by my LDS. My boyfriend and I usually dive together but he had to work. I did three dives saturday and here's what transpired...
First dive, a friend (he's an instructor) dove with me. Good dive.
Second dive, the friend had to leave. A newly certified college aged kid asked if he could dive with me. I said ok... turned out this kid had NO clue how to dive. I have no clue how he got a c card or if he did. His arms were flailing, his fins were working the bottom like a roto tiller, and after the dive he even asked me "did you put some air into your bc while you were under water?" ... I had to explain that you add air as you go deeper. He had no clue what neutral buoyancy was.
I'm a fairly new diver, I got certified about six months ago and have about 40 dives. I'm AOW, I guess I've been lucky that my roommate is well on his way to divemaster, and has taught me good trim and some good diving habits.
Anyway, after the second dive we stopped for lunch and the kid asked me a bunch of other questions that made me wonder if he'd even taken a class...
Third dive I suited up, he asked if he could dive with me again, I said ok, meet me down at the water.
I waited there about 20 minutes and he didn't show up. I figured he went off to the other spring with some of the other divers.
I'm sitting there wondering where this jack-rabbit went off to.... I look at my pony bottle and think, hmmm I have a redundant supply if something happens... the thought crossed my mind, and even though I know it was naughty... I just quietly slipped into the water for my first solo dive.
Now let me say that given the choice I'd much rather dive with my boyfriend than solo, but that particular solo dive was awesome.
I went to the bottom and took out a 150ft finger spool. I practiced running a line, and practiced following it with my eyes closed twice, then rolled it back up. (I'm taking cavern next month and I thought it would be worthy to practice some skills in advance)
I had an awesome dive and the fact that I was alone never bothered me a bit.
On the way out I saw the kid with the padi silting and arm flailing specialty entering the water with another diver and was so grateful it was not me he was with.
I'm supposed to feel guilty about this... I broke the rules... I did something wrong.. but I don't regret it. at all. I loved that dive. I want to do it again. I don't feel bad for doing it, I feel bad for not feeling bad about it...
Am I pure evil?
First dive, a friend (he's an instructor) dove with me. Good dive.
Second dive, the friend had to leave. A newly certified college aged kid asked if he could dive with me. I said ok... turned out this kid had NO clue how to dive. I have no clue how he got a c card or if he did. His arms were flailing, his fins were working the bottom like a roto tiller, and after the dive he even asked me "did you put some air into your bc while you were under water?" ... I had to explain that you add air as you go deeper. He had no clue what neutral buoyancy was.
I'm a fairly new diver, I got certified about six months ago and have about 40 dives. I'm AOW, I guess I've been lucky that my roommate is well on his way to divemaster, and has taught me good trim and some good diving habits.
Anyway, after the second dive we stopped for lunch and the kid asked me a bunch of other questions that made me wonder if he'd even taken a class...
Third dive I suited up, he asked if he could dive with me again, I said ok, meet me down at the water.
I waited there about 20 minutes and he didn't show up. I figured he went off to the other spring with some of the other divers.
I'm sitting there wondering where this jack-rabbit went off to.... I look at my pony bottle and think, hmmm I have a redundant supply if something happens... the thought crossed my mind, and even though I know it was naughty... I just quietly slipped into the water for my first solo dive.
Now let me say that given the choice I'd much rather dive with my boyfriend than solo, but that particular solo dive was awesome.
I went to the bottom and took out a 150ft finger spool. I practiced running a line, and practiced following it with my eyes closed twice, then rolled it back up. (I'm taking cavern next month and I thought it would be worthy to practice some skills in advance)
I had an awesome dive and the fact that I was alone never bothered me a bit.
On the way out I saw the kid with the padi silting and arm flailing specialty entering the water with another diver and was so grateful it was not me he was with.
I'm supposed to feel guilty about this... I broke the rules... I did something wrong.. but I don't regret it. at all. I loved that dive. I want to do it again. I don't feel bad for doing it, I feel bad for not feeling bad about it...
Am I pure evil?