gtmurff
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My story happened 1.5 years ago, but definitely a good reminder of what can happen.
My brother was to get married in Australia Sept. 08, and while in Australia my wife and I wanted to experience as much as possible. SCUBA diving came up as an option so we decided to get certified before going, which we did that summer. The certification took place in a lake and we thought it would be prudent to get some ocean experience before traveling around the world. Late summer we found a dive shop that takes regular trips and signed up with them. Being our first dive outside of class we were nervous.
When I put on my rented BC the top strap wouldn't buckle, I only had the velcro around my waist holding my BC on my body. I raised concern with the DM and crew on board, but they said it was fine. Trusting them my wife and I were last in the water. We descended to 60 ft to a wreck and swam around outside it cautiously. The dive was going great.
Periodically, my wife would signal to me to ask for the time. We were cautious and made sure we didn't stay at depth for too long. After swimming the circumference of the wreck, my wife signaled to ask how much time we had left. Still had 10 minutes, wonderful, I was loving this. At that point, I realized my HUGE mistake. I hadn't checked my air! I had been so concerned with the time, I didn't notice how low I was. Being 230 lbs and a rookie diver, I was burning through my air. When I did check, I had 400 PSI and was 65' deep.
I immediately gave my wife the hand across the throat and signaled we need to up. Fortunately for me, since we had just circled the wreck, we were back at the anchor line and could immediately start up the line. We did our safety stop at which point I took my wife's octopus for the last few feet and then surfaced.
At the surface, I realized that during the ascent, the velcro across my waist came undone. I struggled to inflate it and strap it back on. Once back on the boat, my wife and I were talking about what happened when I got seasick. I decided not to do my second dive that day and instead take the experienced learned and call it a day.
As dangerous as that experience was, it's definitely made my wife and I safer divers. Two months later we were diving the great barrier reef in Australia. Even though I now check my air constantly, so does my wife. She's always asking how I'm doing.
Running out of air on my first dive outside of class is not how you want to start your SCUBA experience. But every dive since then we've not had any issues whatsoever. Lessons learned.
My brother was to get married in Australia Sept. 08, and while in Australia my wife and I wanted to experience as much as possible. SCUBA diving came up as an option so we decided to get certified before going, which we did that summer. The certification took place in a lake and we thought it would be prudent to get some ocean experience before traveling around the world. Late summer we found a dive shop that takes regular trips and signed up with them. Being our first dive outside of class we were nervous.
When I put on my rented BC the top strap wouldn't buckle, I only had the velcro around my waist holding my BC on my body. I raised concern with the DM and crew on board, but they said it was fine. Trusting them my wife and I were last in the water. We descended to 60 ft to a wreck and swam around outside it cautiously. The dive was going great.
Periodically, my wife would signal to me to ask for the time. We were cautious and made sure we didn't stay at depth for too long. After swimming the circumference of the wreck, my wife signaled to ask how much time we had left. Still had 10 minutes, wonderful, I was loving this. At that point, I realized my HUGE mistake. I hadn't checked my air! I had been so concerned with the time, I didn't notice how low I was. Being 230 lbs and a rookie diver, I was burning through my air. When I did check, I had 400 PSI and was 65' deep.
I immediately gave my wife the hand across the throat and signaled we need to up. Fortunately for me, since we had just circled the wreck, we were back at the anchor line and could immediately start up the line. We did our safety stop at which point I took my wife's octopus for the last few feet and then surfaced.
At the surface, I realized that during the ascent, the velcro across my waist came undone. I struggled to inflate it and strap it back on. Once back on the boat, my wife and I were talking about what happened when I got seasick. I decided not to do my second dive that day and instead take the experienced learned and call it a day.
As dangerous as that experience was, it's definitely made my wife and I safer divers. Two months later we were diving the great barrier reef in Australia. Even though I now check my air constantly, so does my wife. She's always asking how I'm doing.
Running out of air on my first dive outside of class is not how you want to start your SCUBA experience. But every dive since then we've not had any issues whatsoever. Lessons learned.