Jayde323
Contributor
Almost all the operators in the Keys are a mixed boat (at least the dozen or so I have dove with)...snorkelers and divers. The boat that goes out of John Pennekamp SP is very diver/snorkeler friendly. It's a big boat and takes alot of people out at a time, but by far it is one of the easier for the diver/snorkeler combo. They tend to go to the more shallow reefs (25-30 fsw). With that in mind the sites they go to can get rather crowded with other dive ops, especially on the weekends. Overall, I like going out with them.
As for the non-diving spouses, I was almost one of them. I am not a risk taker by any means. It took my husband 6 months to convince me to try kayaking. I finally tried it just to shut him up thinking my constant complaining would land me safely back on dry land. Well, I didn't dislike it, so I tried it again. And again...and again. Now we kayak quite frequently. As for diving, I was not having any of it. Then, on a camping trip up to Ginnie Springs he signed us up for a discovery dive. I had no clue what it was, so I said yes. It was OK, but it didn't leave me wanting more. Hubby tried for 3 years to get me to take an OW class, but all that came out of my mouth was NO. Then last year he brought it up again. At the time I was taking the year off work and he was the sole paycheck, so I kind of had to say yes. I called myself the "reluctant co-dependant diver". My aim was just to get thru the class and shut him up. After the first check-out dive, I was in love. So I had to eat a little crow and tell him he was right, and thank you for knowing me better than I know myself sometimes. I am no longer that "reluctant co-dependant diver" even though I can still con him into carrying my gear for me sometimes.
As for the non-diving spouses, I was almost one of them. I am not a risk taker by any means. It took my husband 6 months to convince me to try kayaking. I finally tried it just to shut him up thinking my constant complaining would land me safely back on dry land. Well, I didn't dislike it, so I tried it again. And again...and again. Now we kayak quite frequently. As for diving, I was not having any of it. Then, on a camping trip up to Ginnie Springs he signed us up for a discovery dive. I had no clue what it was, so I said yes. It was OK, but it didn't leave me wanting more. Hubby tried for 3 years to get me to take an OW class, but all that came out of my mouth was NO. Then last year he brought it up again. At the time I was taking the year off work and he was the sole paycheck, so I kind of had to say yes. I called myself the "reluctant co-dependant diver". My aim was just to get thru the class and shut him up. After the first check-out dive, I was in love. So I had to eat a little crow and tell him he was right, and thank you for knowing me better than I know myself sometimes. I am no longer that "reluctant co-dependant diver" even though I can still con him into carrying my gear for me sometimes.