Hank Shackleford
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My nephew and I recently went diving in Cozumel with a well known but smaller outfit. I am posting both what went wrong and also the positives. First, I am not God's gift to the world of diving and as far as being an authority on diving I am not. What I am is a 25 year vacation diver who enjoys uneventful dives. I have had very few close to bad experiences. I have also had the benefit of diving with Dive Masters who were flat out under water drill instructors.
My nephew was experiencing his first ocean dive. A repair to my regulator was not finished in time for our trip so I used the dive shop's well worn equipment. This was my first and last time doing this. The equipment though used was functional. One unit only had a pressure gauge and the other had both a pressure gauge and a depth gauge. Neither had any timers or dive computers.
Each dive our exceptionally friendly and helpful Dive Master had to keep a close eye on our safety stop time which was started earlier than either of the other four divers we were diving with. The ascents were three groups of two. We did not ascend as a group any time during our week of diving.
This is were the week had the potential to go wrong. The Dive Master took us all spear fishing on the North end of Cozumel. The strong current combined with my nephew's inherent desire to succeed at spear fishing provided a challenge to me in keeping him and myself safe as I quickly realized our Dive Master was doing his level best to spear us as many fish, lobster and crab as he could. The Dive Master never saw us ascend. When we did ascend we were probably no less than sixty feet away from the Dive Master who later he told us he was unnerved when he looked around and didn't see us but felt better when he saw us performing a safety stop.
With no way to measure our safety stop time I estimated our time by counting my breaths when I counted 60 we went up. We came up with 500 and 700 PSI (mine). Yes, I was worried. Our maximum depth was 40 feet and our bottom time was about 40 minutes.
Thankfully I got my nephew home to his parents safe and sound. That was my job and I got it done though not perfectly at least without injury. He didn't realize how dangerous that dive was because I settled for less equipment than was needed at the outset of the dive and the Dive Master forgetting what his primary job is, diligently getting his clients in and out of the ocean safely. But ultimately the responsibility rests on the diver's shoulders.
My nephew was experiencing his first ocean dive. A repair to my regulator was not finished in time for our trip so I used the dive shop's well worn equipment. This was my first and last time doing this. The equipment though used was functional. One unit only had a pressure gauge and the other had both a pressure gauge and a depth gauge. Neither had any timers or dive computers.
Each dive our exceptionally friendly and helpful Dive Master had to keep a close eye on our safety stop time which was started earlier than either of the other four divers we were diving with. The ascents were three groups of two. We did not ascend as a group any time during our week of diving.
This is were the week had the potential to go wrong. The Dive Master took us all spear fishing on the North end of Cozumel. The strong current combined with my nephew's inherent desire to succeed at spear fishing provided a challenge to me in keeping him and myself safe as I quickly realized our Dive Master was doing his level best to spear us as many fish, lobster and crab as he could. The Dive Master never saw us ascend. When we did ascend we were probably no less than sixty feet away from the Dive Master who later he told us he was unnerved when he looked around and didn't see us but felt better when he saw us performing a safety stop.
With no way to measure our safety stop time I estimated our time by counting my breaths when I counted 60 we went up. We came up with 500 and 700 PSI (mine). Yes, I was worried. Our maximum depth was 40 feet and our bottom time was about 40 minutes.
Thankfully I got my nephew home to his parents safe and sound. That was my job and I got it done though not perfectly at least without injury. He didn't realize how dangerous that dive was because I settled for less equipment than was needed at the outset of the dive and the Dive Master forgetting what his primary job is, diligently getting his clients in and out of the ocean safely. But ultimately the responsibility rests on the diver's shoulders.