Logged Dive #173 – DMITing An OpenWater Class At Veteran’s Park
Veteran’s Park, Redondo Beach, CA
Dove with Instructor John, Ron T. and John’s Open Water student Dr. Smith.*
In With: 2900 psi
Out With: 800 psi
Max depth: 100 feet
Waves: 1-4 feet
Visibility: 10 feet, maybe 15.
Water Temperature: Sort of cold.
Total Bottom Time: 35 minutes
Notable Event: My regulator started free flowing at 90 feet.
*Open Water Student name has been changed.
Ron and I “Dive Mastered” (on shore) the first dive and sent Jake (A rescue student) out to rescue an orange signal sausage.
Jake went out for a swim before his “rescue” so he was too tired to make the second dive.
So for the second dive, Instructor John, Ron T., Dr. Smith and I submerged around 10:30 AM – I’m guessing.
John gave Dr. Smith his basic skills checkout.
When Dr. Smith did his emergency exit, everyone surfaced except me.
I was congested and was surprised that I didn’t have a problem getting down – I did take some Sudafed.
John and Dr. Smith went in, Ron came back down and I motioned to him that I would follow.
Annoying a few local crabs on the way down, I followed Ron to 100 feet.
Ron’s computer didn’t work; I think he forgot to turn it on.
We just took it slow, trying to find anything worthwhile.
All of a sudden, I heard this “Pop! pssst….pssst…”
“Oh fuck!,” I thought.
It sounded like a broken hose; I looked at Ron, he was OK and oblivious to what I had heard.
I looked at my gauges, they were fine – we were at 90 feet.
I was afraid to take a breath because I feared inhaling water – my cheeks kept inflating – my rig was free flowing!
I pressed the purge valve a few times and that stopped it.
My heart was about to jump out of my chest.
The rest of the dive went along pretty uneventful – that’s a good thing!
We slowly made it back up the shelf, spending more than enough time as a safety stop.
I walked ashore, slipping on the sand step; I picked myself back up.
We met John and Dr. Smith back in the parking lot.
Dr. Smith passed his OW class and invited us all out for a few drinks to celebrate.
We politely declined; that’s not something I would usually do, but I could not cut this day short.
We sat around and talked about how working for Hollywood sucks.
I believe Dr. Smith works as a grip.