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    February 24, 2015

    The Second Retro-Macho Dive

    February 21, 2015

    Having successfully tested Joe’s retro equipment, and setting the depth record for the regulator at 74 feet, it was now his turn for the dive.

    I needed to get back into my truck to get my own gear.

    I wish I had my keys in easier access, because I now had to peel my newly acquired wetsuit off to get my keys and squeeze back into the thing – the entire process was more strenuous than the last dive.

    Joe is ready!

    Joe was going to do an ultra-macho retro dive – no pressure gauge, no BC jacket and the double hose that I just tested that has no auxiliary second stage – this is how Mike Nelson from Sea Hunt did all his dives.

    I was actually a little nervous, because I would have to deal with any issues that he had, but I had full confidence that he knew what he was doing.

    As we were walking down, Joe said, “You are only going to hold the depth record for about an hour.”

    The dive plan was to go down the shelf, hit depth and then angle over to the “Crab Shack” before heading back in.

    The “Crab Shack” is a bunch of stacked cinder blocks in about 65 feet.

    We made an easy entry and swam out just a little ways before we descended.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #488

    Dove with Joe R.

    Veterans Park, Redondo Beach, CA

    In With: 2800 psi
    Out With: 1400 psi, I think
    Max depth: 85 feet
    Waves: Flat
    Visibility: 15 feet plus
    Water Temperature: 59 degrees
    Air Temperature: 64 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: About 25 minutes

    I followed Joe.

    Macho Joe.

    I was so glad I was in my own equipment.

    Some divers complain that my gear is “old” and maybe it is, but it is not obsolete.

    Macho Joe.

    Joe was a little under weighted and had a hard time staying down, but he made it to the shelf and down to 85 feet.

    Yeah, he was now the record holder for depth with that ancient regulator.

    Fuck!

    If we were having a contest, I may have pushed it a little deeper!

    I had asked Joe if Lloyd Bridges of Sea Hunt may have breathed through that regulator.

    He said, “It is quite possible, he filmed it in the area and it is contemporary with the period.”

    We did the dive plan successfully.

    Unfortunately, no more underwater pictures came out.

    Joe must have iron lungs; he went deeper and lasted longer on that regulator that I had described in my previous post as “It was like taking a drag off a hookah with a clogged bowl.”

    We made an easy exit after surfacing at 15 feet.

    Lloyd Bridges  could have  breathed through this regulator!
    The regulator looks very simple…

    A simple design
    Upon Joe opening it, I realized how simple is really is… a big diaphragm with a little trigger mechanism the size of a match book that opened up an air valve the size of a pen top.

    Diving is a fucking hard job, but someone's got to do it!
    This shirt says it all!

    Debriefing with the King Of beers ensued.

    I may be doing a repeat of my trip to Albania presentation for Dive N Surf.

    I also learned, contrary to what I have been told about “modern equipment,” that when you turn your air on, always point your gauges to the ground.

    Someone was almost blinded when the pressure gauge exploded and threw glass everywhere.

    I have also been told that I need to post more.

    Thank you Joe for the great diving experience!

    February 2, 2015

    Super Bowl Day Dive On The Elli And Ellen Oil Rigs

    February 1, 2015*

    We slowly motored from the Eureka to the Elli and Ellen oil rigs; we all needed at least an hour to off gas from the previous dive.

    Elli and Ellen
    Elli and Ellen are connected by a bridge.

    No, I don’t know which one is Elli and which one is Ellen, but we only dove one of them.

    I freed up some space on the memory card in my GoPro.

    Before the dive, I noticed the camera had taken 123 pictures all by itself.

    Later, I discovered that I have 123 identical pictures of the below…

    WTF is this?
    WTF is this, a condom?

    I was the second one over board; I swam underneath the rig and submerged.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #486

    SoCal Buddy Diving/Solo Diving

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs, California, USA

    In With: 3200 psi
    Out With: 800 psi
    Max depth: 110 feet
    Waves: Some vertical chop
    Visibility: 20-30 feet
    Water Temperature: 58 degrees
    Air Temperature: 72 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 20 minutes, or so

    I turned my camera back on and it just started taking pictures.

    I ended up with almost 400 pictures, and they were all upside down!

    Luckily, my graphics abilities are good enough to where I can rotate pictures 180 degrees.

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    I headed down to about 100 feet and collected two more scallops; fish followed me around, like I was going to feed them.

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Oil rigs

    It was an interesting and colorful dive.

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Sheephead
    I love Sheephead – they are beautiful fish and very tasty, but I stopped shooting them a long time ago.

    Why did I stop shooting Sheephead?

    Because there is no sport in it!

    You could literally swim up to a Sheephead, measure it, swim back and shoot it.

    Shooting a Sheephead is like shooting your own dog.

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Elli and Ellen Oil Rigs

    Everyone made it back to the boat with no issues… well, someone lost an $80 lens to the sea gods, but nobody was injured.

    I was asked, “How were your dives.”

    I responded, “Excellent, but my ass was cold.”

    (See the previous post, if you are not aware of the condition of my wetsuit.)

    My catch
    Me with my bag of scallops and the King of Beers.

    The Rigs From Afar

    Some of us enjoyed the crisp and refreshing taste of Budweiser on the way home; Dan broke out a bottle of Jameson.

    As Donna The Hot Biker Chick told me several years ago on a rafting trip, “No more Jameson for you!”

    Another great day of diving followed by probably the best Super Bowl that I have ever seen.

    *Post delayed due to the Super Bowl.

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