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  • June 23, 2013

    Operation To Map 120 Reef

    To finish Donna The Hot Biker Chick’s DM class, she needs to draw a map of a dive site, so I volunteered to go along with her and assist.

    Holly and Mike decided to tag along with us, even though they were warned, “We are going to go at an awfully slow pace.”

    Donna is ready with her float, GPS, measuring stick and drawing board.
    Donna is ready with her float, GPS, measuring stick and drawing board.

    On entrance, I fell in about three feet of water and rode a receding wave out.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #437

    Dove With Donna The Hot Biker Chick, Holly and Mike
    120 Reef, Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, California, USA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 2000 psi
    Max depth: 40 feet
    Waves: Some rollers on shore, choppy
    Visibility: Six feet
    Water Temperature: 62 degrees
    Air Temperature: 74 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 22 minutes or so

    Conditions were a bit choppy.
    Conditions were a bit choppy.

    We swam to the rocky finger just outside Pigeon Shit Cave where Donna inflated the surface bouy to hold her GPS.

    Current sucked
    By the time she inflated it, the current had pushed us West, way off course.

    We decided to descend and swim to 120 reef.

    I lost Mike and Donna and wound up with Holly – we just started heading toward the direction of 120 reef.

    Vis sucked!
    Visibility absolutely sucked ass.

    After kicking for ten minutes and not knowing where we were, we surfaced to get a bearing.

    We had not moved one inch and were still far away from 120 reef, and to make matters worse, Donna’s surface marker indicated that she was even further off course, but was catching up to us.

    We submerged and followed a heading that would hopefully intersect Donna’s path.

    After another ten minutes or so of underwater aerobics and still not reaching 120 reef, we surfaced to find that we still had not moved very far, but Donna’s marker was floating away from 120 reef.

    Apparently, Donna and Mike were able to make it to the edge of the reef before being pushed back again.

    “This current sucks ass, let’s head in,” I said.

    Holly agreed.

    I slowly took my time to make the perfect exit, but still managed to get rolled on the rocks by an unexpected wave.

    All made it back.
    Everyone made it back, even the divers who went off the Point and fought the current the other way.

    Transport back up!
    We hired a Terranea employee to transport or gear to the parking lot – well, he volunteered, but was tipped accordingly.

    Debriefing begins.
    Let the debriefing begin!

    Group Shot
    Today’s Group of Divers.

    Donna the hot Biker Chick
    Donna The Hot Biker Chick displays one casualty of this dive – her tangled reel.

    CIA drones disguised as birds.
    CIA drones, disguised as birds, patrol the airspace above Palos Verdes.

    All agreed, that today was one of the worst dives here, ever!

    At least nobody was injured and all are alive to make another dive.

    June 16, 2013

    2013 Father’s Day Dive At Terranea Resort

    I’ve had a rather bad cold for a week, and honestly I have no clue as to how I got it, however some have speculated that since I have quit drinking draft beer, the cold may be just symptoms of withdrawals.

    I arrived at Terranea Resort at 8:15 AM to an almost full parking lot with about 40 divers gearing up.

    I believe more than three diving clubs were there, including one group that wheeled their gear down to the beach in baby strollers, where their shore support set up camp.

    I decided to go it alone; I was still slightly congested, but not to the point that I couldn’t get down – I just didn’t need a dive buddy, in case I was wrong and had to call the dive just after entry.

    Terranea was flat as a lake.
    The ocean was literally as flat as a lake and entry was extremely easy.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #436

    Solo Diving/SoCal Buddy Diving
    120 Reef, Terranea Resort, Rancho Palos Verdes, California, USA

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 750 psi
    Max depth: 40 feet
    Waves: No waves, flat as a lake
    Visibility: 10-15 feet
    Water Temperature: 62 degrees
    Air Temperature: 72 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 43 minutes or so

    I kicked out to the rocky finger just outside of Pigeon Shit cave and submerged.

    Visibility was a little green.
    Visibility was good, however a little green – nothing that Photoshop can’t handle.

    Star fish on a reef.
    Star Fish make their home on a reef.

    A passing Sun Star.
    A passing Sun Star.

    I passed by some stirring sand; as I approached, I noticed it was a huge Bat Ray burying itself in the sand for a probable nap.

    A fleeing Bat Ray.
    The Bat Ray took off as soon as it spotted me.

    Sea Urchins climb sea weed.
    I am going to apply for a $2 million government grant to study why sea urchins climb sticks.

    After about 30 minutes I headed back in, surfacing twice to get a bearing.

    The exit was extremely easy.

    I noticed that there are still fishermen here, even though this area has been declared a marine preserve almost two years ago.

    I had some kids who were interested in what was off the coast; “Fish, Bat Rays… I was hoping to find some sunken treasure, ” I said.

    Coming from my dive, still wet and geared up, I was walking to my truck in the parking lot when a car pulls up along side of me.

    “Are you leaving?” the driver asked.

    Really? This guy thinks I’m going to throw my tank in the back of my truck and speed away still wearing my weight belt and wetsuit?

    “Uh, no,” I responded.

    A rare underwater find.
    Reverend Al found an extremely rare something – nobody knew what it is; someone guessed it might be the inside of a conch.

    I called it “God’s cork screw.”

    The debriefing starts!
    The debriefing starts!

    Todays Group of divers and support crew.
    Today’s group of divers and support crew, minus the other 20 divers who were there.

    I had to cut the debriefing short and go visit my father.




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