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    June 28, 2020

    The Best Diving In Over Three Months!

    It used to be that I was diligent enough to write at least one post a month, but since this blog has jumped the shark a year or two ago, I do not find it necessary now.

    Just as things were getting back to normal for me, the world has gone insane.

    The coronavirus made it to the USA and now is spreading like wild fire, or so we are lead to believe.

    Millions have been laid off or forced to stay home, and that’s what I have been doing… staying home and contemplating all the mistakes that I have made in life.

    Compound that, with the Black Lives Matter protests and riots all over the country (and world) and the fact that a lot of people that I meet seem to be irrationally on edge, makes me think that 2020 is one of the worst years that I could imagine to live through.

    In the last two months, the few times I’ve driven, a car cut me off and slammed on their brakes hoping to get into an accident; this happened in two separate incidents.

    I drive everywhere with a dash-cam now.

    The CVS, Walgreens, 7-11, wine bar, weed shop and 25 other businesses in my neighborhood were looted two weeks ago.

    I won’t even go into the constant explosions from M-80s and M-100s that are heard in my neighborhood.

    And there’s some people out there that want to get rid of the police – yeah, let’s see how that will work out.

    The highlight of my last three months on house arrest was a “social distancing party” where you bring your own beer and food and stay six feet away from everyone.

    Mandatory Masks Must Be Worn
    Mandatory Masks Must Be Worn
    April's Social Distancing Party
    April’s Social Distancing Party
    Stay Six Feet Away!
    Stay Six Feet Away!

    Businesses like bars and sit-in restaurants have been closed since mid-March, but are now opening back up, with social distancing and other restrictions.

    Things hardly feel like they are getting back to normal.

    With Terranea Resort back open, I made an attempt to get in the water.

    It was raining lightly when I arrived.

    The Cove At Terranea Resort Was Pretty Flat
    The Cove At Terranea Resort Was Pretty Flat

    The Cove looked pretty flat, the Point looked like it was at low tide.

    Since I did not want to climb over slime, I opted for the Cove.

    Ben’s group was there, so was another diving group.

    The sandy part of the beach that was next to Pigeon Shit cave has been washed away; what remains is an entire beach full of uneven rocks.

    My entry into the water was not graceful.

    Back In The Water!
    Back In The Water!

    I swam to the rocky finger, submerged and started heading to 120 reef.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #520

    Solo Diving

    Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, CA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 1500 psi
    Max depth: 40 feet
    Waves: Pretty calm with occasional light surge
    Visibility: 10-15 feet, silty.
    Water Temperature: 54 degrees
    Air Temperature: 68 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 28 minutes

    Visibility was not great, but it was the best visibility that I have seen in over three months.

    An orange blob Off Of Terranea Resort
    An orange blob.

    My camera with the red filter for underwater photography made the pictures come out better than what I saw in person.

    Garibaldi Off Of Terranea Resort
    A Garibaldi checks me out.

    At the end of 120 reef, in 40 feet of water…

    Am I seeing things?  What the hell is this?
    Am I seeing things? What the hell is this?
    A diver's torso sitting at a desk.
    A diver’s torso sitting at a desk.

    It looks like “Our Lady Of The Garden” has a rival at 120 reef.

    It’s been here for a bit, but not for long.

    This is the first time I saw this structure.

    A reef off Terranea Resort.
    A reef off Terranea Resort.
    Another Garibaldi!
    Another Garibaldi!
    A reef off Terranea Resort.

    After about 20 minutes or so, I got a bit bored and headed in.

    I washed up on a rock and flailed while I removed my fins – I should be better at this by now.

    Debriefing... sort of, not like before.
    Debriefing… sort of, not like before.

    Apparently, some older divers are opting to stay away for now, others are recovering from surgery.

    Debriefing will no longer include shared snacks, but small, individual chip bags will be fine.

    Keeping my distance with the King of Beers and my quarantine beard.
    Keeping my distance with the King of Beers and my quarantine beard.

    All the stress is making me look old; people no longer think I look 35.

    I just got word that they are closing all the bars again.

    Two weeks after all the protests and riots, there is a huge spike in new coronavirus cases, so they are closing all the bars?

    In a world where being required to wear a face mask violates your constitutional rights, Uncle Ben’s minute rice is racist and the police are more dangerous than the criminals, I am signing off until my next dive.

    Stay safe my three readers!

    February 16, 2020

    Terranea Resort – Back Again!

    This has been a stressful few months.

    I’ve been helping my mother move and am still dealing with liquidating my father’s vast empire.

    If anyone wants to buy a few hundred VHS tapes, please contact me.

    Sorry for no posts since October, and I just realized with my Super-anti-spam upgrade, I need to approve some comments that have made it through the spam filter.

    Sorry, Joe R.; your last comment was approved from months ago.

    Looking at the swell map from the previous night, diving did not look too promising, but I thought, “I gotta get used to at least showing up.”

    Ben, his significant other, Randy and his girlfriend Karen were already there;  Reverend Al showed up later, so did Rob and Jiles.

    Even Joe R. showed up to watch us dive.

    I felt my life was getting back to normal.

    We went down to check conditions…

    The calm cove at Terranea.
    The calm cove at Terranea.

    All was good; everything was flat.

    Reverend Al scopes out the Point.
    Reverend Al scopes out the Point.
    The group checks out the conditions.
    Nobody came up with an excuse to not dive.

    Everyone walked back up to the parking lot to gear up.

    It was low tide, but everyone followed Revered Al and made one of the easiest entries off the point that anyone could have imagined.

    An easy entry off the Cove at Terranea.
    An easy entry off the Cove at Terranea.
    I give the OK sign, which I guess nowadays stands for White Power.
    I give the OK sign, which I guess nowadays stands for “White Power.”

    Seriously, I’m not joking.

    When the O.K. Sign Is No Longer O.K.

    After bitch-crawling over 50 yards of kelp, we descended.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #519

    Diving with Jiles, Reverend Al, Ben, Randy and Rob

    Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, CA

    In With: 2800 psi
    Out With: 600 psi
    Max depth: 58 feet
    Waves: Pretty calm with occasional light surge
    Visibility: 15-20 feet depending on where you were.
    Water Temperature: 51-57 degrees -depending on who you asked.
    Air Temperature: 74 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 46 minutes

    Everyone made it down to 60 feet.  I was a little slow, but yeah.
    Everyone made it down to 60 feet. I was a little slow, but yeah.

    I was a little slow getting down.

    The Lady of the garden, she's looking very encrusted.
    The Lady of the garden, she’s looking very encrusted.
    Reefs off of Terranea.
    Reefs off of Terranea.
    The swim-through.
    The swim-through.
    More Terranea reef.
    More Terranea reef.
    A cool purple sea thing.
    A cool purple sea thing.
    Vis was pretty good,  we had no problem sticking together.
    Vis was pretty good, we had no problem sticking together.
    I see fish!
    I see fish!

    I had a hard time in 25 feet of water, with 600 psi.

    I kept floating to the surface.

    Jiles went looking for me; I kept waving at him, but he was always looking another direction.

    We surfaced and I told him that I was going to swim back from here.

    I made a 60 yard surface swim to the Cove.

    I followed Reverend Al to the exit point and made a horrid exit, tripping over rocks and falling down.

    Me and Reverend Al!
    Me and Reverend Al!

    Conditions change, people come and go, but the debriefing is the same; thanks you Ben and everyone else.

    Nourishment for debriefing.
    Nourishment for debriefing.
    De-Briefing, just like old times.
    De-Briefing, just like old times.

    People mad-dogged us because we were taking the parking spots they think should be theirs.
    People mad-dogged us because we were taking the parking spots they think should be theirs.

    I’m hoping to be back soon, stay tuned.

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