This is being posted for the person who experienced it, who wished to remain anonymous. Here is his story:
Not too long ago I experienced my first blunder in a cave. Names have been changed to protect those involved. I'm sure we'll get chastised by some because of the mistakes we made, but I'm having this posted because I think it's a good lesson on complacency and the importance of skills and training.
I'm a full cave diver with about 40 dives past full cave, and until the dive in question all of these cave dives were in Florida. I was diving in Mexico with two of my group of Florida buddies: I'll call them Carl and Ed.
Carl is a friend I got interested in cave diving and got him to take Intro to Cave last year. We brought him along on this trip because, despite being Intro-level, his skills in the water are above average for a cave diver with his level of overhead experience.
Ed is a cave & tech instructor who taught both of us, and has hundreds of dives in Mexico's caves, but he had not been down to Mexico in a few years. He was introducing us to the area, a place I had been looking forward to visiting since I started on caves.
The Dive
That morning we drove down to Grand Cenote, our planned dive site. We were briefed on the ride down that we were not going to run a primary reel to the main line because open water divers in this region might follow our line into the cave, so they like to keep the lines hidden from the cavern. We would go in and find the line based on Ed's previous experience. (Do you see where this is going yet?)
We entered Grand Cenote and proceeded to search for the main line: Ed first, Carl in the middle, and me taking up the rear. We found the NSS sign on the left side of the cavern and expected the main line to be nearby. As we searched I regularly kept looking over my shoulder at the entrance, but soon after we passed the sign we lost sight of daylight. We ended up finding a line running high through a tunnel intersecting the one we were in (I figured we couldn't have been more than 50-75 feet from the sign), so we decided to follow that line. I remember watching Carl swim under this line when we came to it (this becomes important later). The line did not look like a main line, though: it was knotted every 10 feet and wasn't the heavy gold line we expected. After no more than 100 feet of following this line, it ended in a section of the cave with dirty water and the line appeared to be broken. Ed pointed out some aluminum cans on the floor of the cave which let us know we were close to an entrance, so Ed tied off his reel and we found another cenote. (After looking at a map later, I think this was called Tul Ha?)
The three of us chatted for a bit and decided that we must be in a side tunnel and swam away from the main line. We decided to turn around and follow this line to the other end, then search for the main line from there since from that side the main line should only be a short jump away. At this point we still had about 2700 psi each in our double aluminum 80's so gas was not a problem. Since we turned around, I led our way back and followed the line as it curved around and ended; I tied off my reel and searched for the main line. I could not see it from the end of this line, so I started reeling out to look for it. I ended up finding a line and tying off on it with the rest of the team following me, but I quickly realized that I tied off onto the same line we were originally on, making a big circle. I explained this to the team and waited as Ed verified what we just did, then we decided to go back up to the other cenote we found to discuss our options. I was trailing the group again, and as we followed the line back I noticed Carl swimming under the line again--I realized it was the same part of the tunnel where we first encountered the line! I looked around and found the tunnel we came in on based on how it had looked when I first saw it, then I laid a clothespin on the line at that point. I caught up to the team and followed them out the cenote.
Ed and Carl started discussing the eventual possibility of having to climb out this cenote and hike back, but I interjected that I knew where we encountered this line and that I was pretty sure I could get us back. Remember, I was sure we weren't more than 75 feet or so from the cavern zone on that line, and we still had plenty of gas (about 23-2400 psi). Carl and Ed agreed to follow me, and we decided on a turn-around point of 1500 psi--if we got that low, we would come back to this cenote.
Not too long ago I experienced my first blunder in a cave. Names have been changed to protect those involved. I'm sure we'll get chastised by some because of the mistakes we made, but I'm having this posted because I think it's a good lesson on complacency and the importance of skills and training.
I'm a full cave diver with about 40 dives past full cave, and until the dive in question all of these cave dives were in Florida. I was diving in Mexico with two of my group of Florida buddies: I'll call them Carl and Ed.
Carl is a friend I got interested in cave diving and got him to take Intro to Cave last year. We brought him along on this trip because, despite being Intro-level, his skills in the water are above average for a cave diver with his level of overhead experience.
Ed is a cave & tech instructor who taught both of us, and has hundreds of dives in Mexico's caves, but he had not been down to Mexico in a few years. He was introducing us to the area, a place I had been looking forward to visiting since I started on caves.
The Dive
That morning we drove down to Grand Cenote, our planned dive site. We were briefed on the ride down that we were not going to run a primary reel to the main line because open water divers in this region might follow our line into the cave, so they like to keep the lines hidden from the cavern. We would go in and find the line based on Ed's previous experience. (Do you see where this is going yet?)
We entered Grand Cenote and proceeded to search for the main line: Ed first, Carl in the middle, and me taking up the rear. We found the NSS sign on the left side of the cavern and expected the main line to be nearby. As we searched I regularly kept looking over my shoulder at the entrance, but soon after we passed the sign we lost sight of daylight. We ended up finding a line running high through a tunnel intersecting the one we were in (I figured we couldn't have been more than 50-75 feet from the sign), so we decided to follow that line. I remember watching Carl swim under this line when we came to it (this becomes important later). The line did not look like a main line, though: it was knotted every 10 feet and wasn't the heavy gold line we expected. After no more than 100 feet of following this line, it ended in a section of the cave with dirty water and the line appeared to be broken. Ed pointed out some aluminum cans on the floor of the cave which let us know we were close to an entrance, so Ed tied off his reel and we found another cenote. (After looking at a map later, I think this was called Tul Ha?)
The three of us chatted for a bit and decided that we must be in a side tunnel and swam away from the main line. We decided to turn around and follow this line to the other end, then search for the main line from there since from that side the main line should only be a short jump away. At this point we still had about 2700 psi each in our double aluminum 80's so gas was not a problem. Since we turned around, I led our way back and followed the line as it curved around and ended; I tied off my reel and searched for the main line. I could not see it from the end of this line, so I started reeling out to look for it. I ended up finding a line and tying off on it with the rest of the team following me, but I quickly realized that I tied off onto the same line we were originally on, making a big circle. I explained this to the team and waited as Ed verified what we just did, then we decided to go back up to the other cenote we found to discuss our options. I was trailing the group again, and as we followed the line back I noticed Carl swimming under the line again--I realized it was the same part of the tunnel where we first encountered the line! I looked around and found the tunnel we came in on based on how it had looked when I first saw it, then I laid a clothespin on the line at that point. I caught up to the team and followed them out the cenote.
Ed and Carl started discussing the eventual possibility of having to climb out this cenote and hike back, but I interjected that I knew where we encountered this line and that I was pretty sure I could get us back. Remember, I was sure we weren't more than 75 feet or so from the cavern zone on that line, and we still had plenty of gas (about 23-2400 psi). Carl and Ed agreed to follow me, and we decided on a turn-around point of 1500 psi--if we got that low, we would come back to this cenote.