Sunday, February 11, 2007

Vobster

Arrived at Vobster early for my first Sport Diver open water training dive: the SMB lesson, with Nick and Julie. I tried out an old dive computer that Paul had kindly lent me, and a new torch (both very good). My first torch, a very small backup torch, had flooded on a previous dive.

The SMB exercise was very cleverly planned to enable us both, using a single buoy to operate it on descent and ascent stages. Julie had the SMB on the descent, we then used the SMB line as a buddy line as we swam over the top of the crushing works, I then took over the line and we descended beside the works and went along near the bottom of the cliff, before a re-ascent. My torch was good to have here. Further up on a silty slope, Nick demonstrated underwater skiing. We went up a bit further - it was a very nice feeling returning to the light, and Julie took over the reel for the ascent to the surface. We did a second dive (Vobster is a long way, so it was good to make the most of it), a nice easy swim and look round. We went down the shotline on the boat wreck, had a peer in and swam around. We then made our way over to the nearby wheel house to look round that. It has a small air-pocket inside the roof. Nick demonstrated his self-inflating DSMB and we surfaced using its line. Very enjoyable. After the dive we signed each other's log-books!

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Boat launch and kit washing practise

The plan was to dive the Galicia, launching from Teignmouth, and I was buddied with Clinton. Driving past Dawlish I saw that the sea state had taken an unexpected turn for the worse, and would possibly put paid to any diving. At the Point car park it looked pretty bad, but arriving at Polly Steps, Clint, Kevin and Nick and Julie were about ready to go and we were in fact launching. In the RIB (we were actually going diving!), getting out would be difficult. The easterly wind and dropping tide made for some quite big waves at the estuary mouth; it was very bumpy indeed and a hard boat with divers lolloped past us. Lashed by spray and holding on tight I was relieved when Clint told Kevin to turn back. I think everyone thought it was pretty nasty. We were then going to do boat handling practise in the estuary, to get something out of the day, but this was impossible too because the boat wasn't emptying properly; when the boat was back on the trailer we saw that the drain thing at the back had got bashed. Anyway, Yas took some nice pictures, and I had a ride in a RIB.