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    Diving the Trałowiec (Munin) Wreck, Hel, Poland

    September 15, 2013*

    Thanks to one of the Captains of a diving boat, I have a ride back to Warsaw tonight.

    I have contacted my friends in Warsaw to arrange accommodations.

    So, now it’s time for the deep dive of Poland – locally known as the Trałowiec, but officially known as the Munin.

    So the story goes, it was a German ship that was sunk sometime in World War II.

    I have not been able to find documentation on the internet in English – well not yet.

    I’m tired, and writing this on my last night in Poland, so I will readdress this issue later.

    Kamil chartered another boat.

    I needed a buddy, and he was more than happy to be mine for about $30 USD.

    There were about eight divers on the boat, six recreational, two technical divers.


    We jumped off the boat, and I followed Kamil to the line that lead to the wreck.

    We descended.

    Logged SCUBA Dive #448

    Dove with Kamil

    Trałowiec (Munin) Wreck
    Hel, Poland

    In With: 3000 psi
    Out With: 500 psi
    Max depth: 120 feet
    Waves: Mild chop
    Visibility: 15-20 feet
    Water Temperature: 38 degrees
    Air Temperature: 66 degrees
    Total Bottom Time: 32 minutes or so

    We got to about 70 feet, and all of a sudden, I felt this extreme fucking cold pierce through my body.

    Holy fuck!

    Oh yeah, I need air in my dry suit.

    I just kept sinking… and sinking.

    I was over weighted for this dive; I kept pumping air into my BCD, and finally at 120 feet, I hit the bottom like a rock.

    I was fucking cold, even in a dry suit.

    Worst of all, my hands were numb; I was wearing 5 mm neoprene gloves, and I couldn’t feel my hands.

    Was I narced?

    I really don’t know, I followed Kamil like a sheep, but I must have been.

    And, I admit, I was a little scared.

    This was a night dive, during the day – it was that dark.

    This was the coldest and one of the spookiest dives I had ever been on.

    A doorway leads to the inside of the hull.

    Just follow kamil… Just follow Kamil, all will be fine.

    My hands were frozen, I was fucking cold, but I realized that our bottom time was only 12 minutes.

    I am macho enough to endure such conditions.

    The wheel house.

    The Captain’s Wheel.

    A window on the front.

    Kamil lead me back to the buoy line.

    Yeah! We’re going up to warmer water!

    We must have spent more than 10 minutes going back up.

    I couldn’t feel my hands for several minutes.

    I had to take a piss too, but it was so cold, I couldn’t find… forget it.

    I’m shoving off in several hours.

    I will write a recap when I get home.

    Thank you Poland for such a great time – next time I will be here, I’m not going to dive.

    I feel cheated I didn’t stay longer and see some of the history.

    *This post has been delayed due to Polish beer, Vodka and lack of internet access.


    1. That scared/paranoid felling you described is one of the early symptoms of narcosis. You were probably narced. Sounds like you had a short but sweet trip, cool wreck photos.

      Comment by halibug — September 20, 2013 @ 4:12 pm

    2. Pozwala sprawdzić, czy polska poprawiła … kolejną niezwykłą nurkowania i masz mnie sikanie w spodnie śmiechem!

      Comment by Tom — November 10, 2013 @ 9:03 am

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