Season Dive: 4
Site: PADI #79, Mahnomen II & III
Max Depth: 65 feet
TBT: 51 minutes
Grand Total: 14 hours, 09 minutes
My goal for the surface interval was to leave my suit half on because I didn’t want to deal with getting my legs back in it while it was wet. Problem was I had to use the bathroom so bad that I had to take it off. While we were having our surface interval a few car loads of divers arrived. We decided it was probably a good time to head back in for dive #2. My suit went on surprisingly easy. Not as good as when it was dry, but much better than the week before. I dropped my weight down to 20 pounds. Curtis dropped 10 pounds (pipe dream). We started our second dive well before the other group of divers was ready… even with Curtis discovering he had to get out and get more weight.
There definitely wasn’t as much visual stimulation this time around. There were a few giant northerns. One gave Curtis quite a shock and he had to take out his underwater slate to express his feelings. We went much deeper on this dive, 65 feet to be exact. It was much colder than it was at 45 feet and my entire body knew it. It was also the deepest I had dove in non tropical waters. I held the regulator to my mouth a couple times because I was afraid my lips would go numb and it would fall out. I wasn’t too concerned about free flowing because it wasn’t that cold. I was, however, afraid that something with a giant set of jaws would come out of the abyss and swallow me whole. Must have been from watching Shark Week on the Discovery channel for the last 5 days. I kept telling myself that there was no way for a bull shark to get into the pits and that I was safe. But them my mind wondered to the Loch Ness Monster. “What if there was some similar monster here? That’s not logical or there would be rumors. Someone else would have had to have seen it already, right? Maybe no one has lived to tell about it…” Gotta love the fear of the unknown. Too bad the cold water couldn’t numb my ridiculous thoughts.
We weren’t down there very long before heading back up to shallower water. Since Curtis had a smaller tank we made our way back after coming up from the depths. We passed by the platform as the other group of divers was congregated there and opted to blow bubble rings in the sand instead. I had a few good ones. Ok fine, they were mediocre at best. We swam back in through the minnow farm where I got to be ALL POWERFUL again. As we got out we saw a couple speedy boats fly by. It made the surface pretty choppy and I imaged the visibility becoming horrible as the red bottom was being churned up. Talk about good timing for Curtis and me. Not so much the other divers. That’s what you get when you don’t get up at o’dark thirty!!