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    January 14, 2012

    Redondo Beach Saturday SCUBA Dive

    I am going to a wild party tonight, so I doubt that I will be making the Sunday Services dive and debrief.

    Trying to make good on a New Year’s Revolution – a dive once a week – I stopped by Redondo Beach for a quick exercise dive.

    I have NEVER seen Redondo Beach so flat!

    I have NEVER seen Redondo Beach so flat!

    What surprised me was the lack of divers; there probably wasn’t more than a dozen in the parking lot or in the water.

    I geared up and made the easiest entrance I think I’ve ever made – including some boat dives.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #401

    Solo Diving
    Veterans Park, Redondo Beach, CA USA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 1500 psi
    Max depth: 89 feet
    Waves: Flat – the flattest I’ve ever seen
    Visibility: 15 feet
    Water Temperature: 56 degrees
    Air Temperature: 67 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 28 minutes

    I had my game bag with me to collect lost gear, so I submerged in 10 feet of water and went West.

    Sand dollars, sand and trash…

    Down the canyon I went.

    At 89 feet I found a nice snorkel!

    I turned around and came across a shovel head – no, not a shark, an actual shovel head from a hardware store.

    A crab was living under it, so I just left it.

    Coming back up the canyon, it suddenly turned really dark, almost like a night dive.

    Looking up, I saw a massive school of mackerel that blocked the sunlight; it quickly passed.

    I made my way back up the canyon and slowly back to an extremely easy exit – as a matter of fact, “the sand step” that was so common at the surf zone appears to be gone.

    Score! If you think it’s yours, contact me with specifics and it shall be returned.

    Score! If you think it’s yours, contact me with specifics and it shall be returned.

    January 8, 2012

    400 Dives and Still Alive! Dive Report for January 8, 2012

    I just realized as I was writing this, that this is my 400th dive!

    For someone who has been diving almost 10 years, I can’t say that it’s much of an accomplishment; after all, some divers have thousands of dives in only a few years.

    But the point is, unlike the 85% of those who get certified – I am still diving and I am still alive!

    Conditions have sucked ass lately, but with a new chick slated to join Sunday Services and my need to get wet, I had to show up today.

    Sunday Services totaled five divers – Reverend Al, Air Force Chris, Mike, Holly the New Chick and myself.

    It was high tide – REALLY High tide.

    Shore At Old Marineland.

    Holly decided to dive with Reverend Al; she must have been intimidated by my machismo, after all, I was originally introduced to her as Reverend Al’s daughter.

    Going over the rocks at high tide sucked, but everyone made it out without incident.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #400

    Dove with Air Force Chris
    Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, CA USA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 1300 psi
    Max depth: 46 feet
    Waves: Slightly surgy, high tide, too
    Visibility: Five feet of shit
    Water Temperature: 56 degrees
    Air Temperature: 74 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 45 minutes

    We surface swam to the rocky finger off of Pigeon Shit cave and submerged.

    Visibility was horrible.

    I followed Air Force Chris, while watching my time, hoping he would turn around after 20 minutes.

    Photography was impossible, at least with my set up, but we did see a few unique macro things – two Sun Stars in a domestic dispute and some Garibaldi making out.

    It was so high tide, that where we usually hit 40 feet, we actually recorded 46 feet of depth.

    We headed in after 35 minutes or so.

    Instead of taking my fins off and stumbling over the rocks, I actually body surfed to shore and took my fins off after propping myself up against a boulder.

    As Reverend Al put it, “It wasn’t elegant, but it worked.”

    Celebrity status.

    Some children treated us as celebrities, or freaks – Mike was telling them that they should get certified

    There wasn’t enough divers to justify a break out of the ghetto grill, but traditional debriefing was held as always.

    Holly seems to be thick skinned enough to hang out with the group, however Mike C.’s phone number is already on her cell phone – he’s working on her already.

    Today’s group:

    Todays group.

    Exciting video can be viewed here:

    To watch this video on YouTube, click here.

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