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    July 21, 2019

    Back To Diving Terranea Resort!

    My life is slowly starting to come back to normal; I looked at the swell maps this morning and it was all dark blue around Palos Verdes.

    There was no way I could talk my way out of a dive, so I arrived promptly at 8:00 AM at Terranea Resort.

    A bunch of other divers were gearing up and said that the conditions looked spectacular.
    A bunch of other divers were gearing up and said that the conditions looked spectacular.

    I’m still trying to get used to my order of operation with my new car and the fact that I can’t get my key wet.

    I need to take all my diving gear out, and then lock my car before putting my keys into a waterproof case and then into my pocket.

    I forgot my mask, so I had to un-wetsuit (that is a word, right?) and fetch my mask from the car.

    Well, when I realized I left my hood in the car, I said, “Fuck it, I’m macho and going anyway.”

    Chipper, Nice Bob and Joe R. were in attendance, along with about two dozen other divers from various clubs and groups.

    I forgot how pleasant the walk to the beach is from the parking lot.

    It was low tide, so I decided to go off the Cove; the water was as flat as a lake.
    It was low tide, so I decided to go off the Cove; the water was as flat as a lake.

    After tripping on some rocks and making the most ungraceful entrance into the water ever, I dawned my fins and headed towards the finger outside of Pigeon Shit Cave.

    Fuck! My camera housing started to fog over - my underwater pictures were doomed.
    Fuck! My camera housing started to fog over – my underwater pictures were doomed.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #510

    Solo Diving

    Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, CA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 1500 psi
    Max depth: 40 feet
    Waves: Flat as a lake, pretty much
    Visibility: 15-20 feet depending on where you were.
    Water Temperature: 61 degrees at depth
    Air Temperature: 74 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 36 minutes

    I submerged and headed towards 120 reef.

    My camera lens fogged over with condensation – I should have put a “do not eat” in it; My pictures were fucked.

    Why does condensation accumulate around the lens, and not the other parts of the waterproof casing?
    Why does condensation accumulate around the lens, and not the other parts of the waterproof casing?

    I reached 120 reef; vis was 15 to 20 feet, but a bit silty.

    I looked up, and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw another diver.

    It was a great white shark!

    Well, I think.

    It was probably three or four feet in length and looked just like Jaws, except for an incredibly big, disproportional back fin.

    I honestly, don’t know what else it could be, but what a shitty time for my camera to be screwed up.

    Yeah, this is how my shark picture turned out - just like UFO's and Big Foot.
    Yeah, this is how my shark picture turned out – just like my UFOs and Big Foot pictures.

    I made an easy, slow tour around 120 reef.

    I saw a lot of small fish and the Sheephead are definitely coming back.

    I have extreme guilt for shooting all the sheephead that I did back when I started to hunt.

    Yeah, their meat is really good, but there is no sport in the hunt – shooting a Sheephead is like shooting your own dog.

    After a little over a half an hour, I headed back in to a sort of macho exit.

    The debriefing begins.
    The debriefing begins.
    The extremely distinguished Chipper and Nice Bob.
    The extremely distinguished Chipper and Nice Bob.
    Joe R. brags about the fame he will receive when this picture is posted on my blog - one of the top 700 Southern California SCUBA Diving Blogs!
    Joe R. brags about the fame he will receive when this picture is posted on my blog – one of the top 700 Southern California SCUBA Diving Blogs!
    That's me on the right - a little fatter and a little older, but I'm back!
    That’s me on the right – a little fatter and a little older, but I’m back!
    Chipper pointed out that President Trump must have bought Terranea Resort, as their swamp is most certainly drained.
    Chipper pointed out that President Trump must have bought Terranea Resort, as their swamp is most certainly drained.

    Debriefing consisted of Budweiser – the King of beers, some Russian beer, someone’s homemade ginger ale and some chips and dip.

    There was a bottle of Russian “non-alcoholic beer” that was given to me.

    I politely declined, but was later told, “It’s Russian beer, of course it has alcohol in it, it’s just made for non-alcoholics.”

    It’s great to be back!

    More diving soon!

    June 29, 2019

    I’m Back In The Water – Refresher Course

    After spending over a year liquidating my father’s estate and dealing with some bad business decisions, I said, “Fuck it.”

    I’m going back to my old life of diving, that I have missed, but never intended to leave.

    Sometimes you just have to call your losses and go on with your life.

    But, if I ever find that Prince from Nigeria in person, he’s a dead man.

    I miss not only the diving, but the people and the scene; I never realized how much the people you hang around with influence how you feel and your mental state of mind.

    That is probably why I don’t have many friends.

    Well, regardless, I’ll get to more later about the missing section of my life later.

    As far as this blog, I will warn you in advance, that I had a spam attack that was not caught through my spam filter, which worked quite well until they wanted money.

    I have 10,000 spam comments to manually delete; that will take me some time.

    The server itself was also attacked by some Turkish hackers who managed to take over another website.

    I had to update WordPress to the latest and greatest, so there may be technical difficulties with the comments and counters or anything else.

    To put it in technical jargon, shit on this site might be jacked.

    By the way, I HATE the new WordPress interface – it’s geared for retards that don’t know any HTML.

    I finally decided to get back in the water, but I have not dove in over a year, so you are suppose to give yourself a “refresher course” to make sure that you can still dive.

    I remember when I first started diving and how heavy all the equipment was and how difficult the walk to the water was during beach dives.

    I showed up at Veteran’s Park in Redondo Beach around 7 am to give myself a refresher course.

    Veterans Park, Redondo Beach, CA
    The waves were manageable, if you timed it right.

    I bought a new underwater camera, since I can’t find my old one.

    I made the mistake of not bringing any new batteries, so I was not able to take pictures under water.

    The photos here are taken by my cell phone.

    I always thought it was dumb to have a camera in a phone, but not anymore.

    At least I was not distracted by having a camera underwater.

    Dive N Surf was teaching a rescue class.

    I ran in to Airborne, who was helping to teach a rescue course.

    He said, “If you need help, just act like you have a cramp in your prostate, and one of the students will rescue you.”

    I geared up and made an easy entry off the beach.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #509

    Solo Diving

    Veterans Park, Redondo Beach, CA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 1200 psi
    Max depth: 80 feet
    Waves: Surgy at the shoreline, but managable
    Visibility: 15-20 feet depending on where you were.
    Water Temperature: 62 degrees at depth
    Air Temperature: 74 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 28 minutes

    I descended to the ocean floor at 20 feet and headed West.

    Being underwater was a feeling I have missed for over a year, but I had to make sure I was still able to dive.

    I slowly made my way to the shelf and went down at an easy pace.

    My regulator had been serviced, I still fit into my wetsuit, I was not scared or anxious… it was just like I never left.

    I went down to 80 feet, observing the crabs, sparse plant life and garbage.

    After heading back up the shelf to 40 feet, I decided to take my weight belt off and replace it, take my mask off, put it back on and clear and ditch and recover my regulator.

    I took my weight belt off and held it in my hand – my ass started to float up and I thought, “Maybe this was not a good idea?”

    Using my cage fighting skills, I balled up and threw my weight belt over my back, and tightened it, upside down.

    I took my mask off… air bubbled up my nose, couldn’t see… I sort of know what water boarding must be like, maybe.

    I put my mask back on, and cleared it.

    The regulator ditch and recovery went without issues.

    I slowly made my way back to shore and an easy exit.

    SCUBA setup.
    My wheels have changed since my father died.
    One of the problems that I had getting back in the water, is that my car key can no longer get wet – a waterproof case solved that.

    Back to debriefing.
    Back to debriefing.
    Fuck, I really wish I was younger, I would have done a second dive.
    Donna the Hot Biker Chick.

    Donna the Hot Biker Chick showed up to help teach her new boyfriend, Steve, how to dive.

    I had no idea she had been single again, but I never even got a call for an interview.

    Until next weekend, I must sign off.

    I’m planning to dive either Laguna Beach or Terranea next weekend.

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