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    April 4, 2009

    SCUBA Diving Veteran’s Park, Redondo Beach, California

    Logged SCUBA Dive #338

    Veteran’s Park, Redondo Beach, CA

    Solo Diving

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 500 psi
    Max depth: 111 feet
    Waves: Breaking on shore, but pretty flat once out
    Visibility: 5 to 8 feet
    Temperature: 56 degrees, colder at depth
    Total Bottom Time: About 35 minutes

    Having not been in the water since the end of lobster season, I needed to test my diving skills to avoid a refresher course.

    I met my friend Nick; I though he was going to dive with me, but he just came to collect money and drink beer.

    Reports from returning divers didn’t get my hopes up that conditions were spectacular, but I did hear the key words – “It’s diveable.”

    I made an easy entry into the water

    Students Enter Off The Sand

    A lot of diving students were at Vets Park.

    I submerged in 18 feet of water and hit the bottom before I saw it.

    I headed West to go over the shelf and look for better visibility.

    A crab smiles for the camera.

    A crab smiles for the camera.

    A second crab muscles in on the shot.

    A second crab muscles in on the shot.

    Vis I would have to admit, really sucked.

    Actually, to put it in divers’ technical jargon, visibility really sucked ass.

    I headed down to 111 feet and got a little narced; and what do narced divers do at 111 feet when they’re solo diving in bad visibility?

    I started practicing my singing – singing through my regulator.

    After all, who was I going to annoy?

    Me singing through my regulator.

    I hummed the theme song to Gone With The Wind, Hawaii Five-0, and sang my rendition of El Rey and I Walk The Line; I really have no idea why I chose those titles.

    I made my way back to the edge of the shelf and slowly ascended the canyon wall.

    I was heading back in, slowly swimming, accomplishing my safety stop at the same time when I came across something that scared the shit out of me.

    What is it?

    I couldn’t recognize what it was…

    Sea junk terrorizes the ocean floor

    … it’s just sea junk!

    I surfaced in 10 feet of water just steps away from where I went in.

    Debriefing took place in the parking lot with Nick and the Saturday morning Divevets crowd.

    December 3, 2008

    Lobster Hunting In Redondo Beach Off The Island Diver – Dive #1

    Logged SCUBA Dive #321

    Secret Location: 54 68 65 20 6f 6c 64 2c 20 6f 72 69 67 69 6e 61 6c 20 66 61 72 6d 20 74 68 61 74 20 6f 6e 6c 79 20 67 72 6f 77 73 20 70 69 70 65 73 2e, Redondo Beach

    Solo Diving/SoCal Buddy Diving

    In With: 2900 psi
    Out With: 400 psi
    Max depth: 80 feet
    Waves: Mild chop with a steady current going North
    Visibility: 15+ feet!
    Temperature: 56 degrees at depth
    Total Bottom Time: About 22 minutes

    The Mighty Island Diver is ready to go!

    Seven divers boarded the Island Diver hoping for the best in this year’s lobster season; the eighth spot was not sold.

    The Captain discussed with Bob the crappy lobster locations and the really crappy lobster locations.

    The Captain discussed with Bob the crappy lobster locations and the really crappy lobster locations.

    It was decided that we should go deep.

    After a twenty minute ride from King Harbor, we arrived at our secret spot; I was the first one over and the second to reach the ocean floor at 80 feet.

    I went South West and ran across an interesting man-made reef structure, I saw one small lobster hiding in it.

    I combed the sand and gravel and caught a few shorts.

    I think I might have been a little narced as it was a little hard to navigate; I had “brain farts” whenever I looked at my compass and tried to remember which direction the boat was in.

    Heading back, I came across my usual “500 pound bug” – so called because I always see a lobster when I’m low on air.

    Get it? 500 psi of air?

    I pinned it and headed to the surface slowly.

    During my safety stop, I measured it and it was short; I released it unharmed.

    After a short swim back to the boat, I awaited the results from the other divers…

    Bob brought up a nice sized bug that's two inches over legal.

    Bob brought up a nice sized bug that’s two inches over legal.

    Dan was extremely lucky on this dive by catching five.

    Dan was extremely lucky on this dive by catching five.

    Mirek caught two, the rest got skunked!

    Seven divers caught a total of eight lobsters.

    Dan said, “All the lobsters are South of here, let’s move the boat closer.”

    Move the boat closer?

    That’s a sure sign that the next dive will be even worse!

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