Sorry for lagging on the posts for the last few months.

The weather has been pretty stormy and the conditions have sort of sucked, so I have been out of the water.

I have other things going on, which I will make public at a later date, which has kept me from cage fight training; yes, I am getting fat.

I may need to diet so I can fit back into my wet-suit.

Anyway, I know six people heavily rely on this site to keep them informed on the latest SCUBA diving news, so on with the main story…

A Belgium entrepreneur has come up with the gimmick of all restaurant gimmicks – a restaurant that you SCUBA dive to.

It’s only 16 feet deep, so a macho person like me could just free dive to it, and it’s in the middle of a swimming pool, so there’s not much to see, but … why?

From the article:

Lowering themselves to the floor of the pool, an especially deep one built to train scuba divers, they swim to one end where their restaurant awaits, five meters (16 feet) below the surface.

“The Pearl” is a two-meter wide white sphere tethered close to the pool’s floor. The diners jettison their weighted belts before swimming underneath and up into the pod that looks like a cross between a lunar landing craft and a giant spaceman’s helmet.

Photo by: REUTERS/Yves Herman

Food is served by expert scuba divers who deliver foie gras, lobster salad and champagne in waterproof cases before leaving the diners peering out of the portholes, enjoying the strange tranquility of eating in an air pocket, completely submerged.

The entire article, with additional photos, can be found here:

Belgian entrepreneur invites you to scuba dive to dinner

I hope they take wet money!

I haven’t been diving since May, for various reasons.

I came back from my secret trip to Iowa with a cold from hell, but tried to get back in the water two weeks ago.

I geared up with Kenny and some 16 year old chick and made it all the way down to the cove where the pounding surf made us call the dive.

Nice Bob described his dive at the time as the only dive where he was nervous going out and coming back in.

Last week I celebrated too much Saturday, when Ronda Rousey beat the crap from that Brazillian bitch, to show up for Sunday services.

Today, I woke up with a cold and an earache.

I popped a bunch of Sudafed and drove to Terranea Resort with my gear, hoping for the best.

I had a choice between calling my dive again, or doing a very painful dive – my right ear was plugged.

I provided shore support to Chipper, Mike S., and Nice Bob.

All three went off the Point, and made entering in hazardous conditions look relatively easy.

I hung out around the Cove.

This Buds for you! Chipper, Mike S., and Nice Bob.

Chipper was disappointed in me; he said, “You don’t dive anymore, don’t update your blog regularly and show up to debrief in an Albania shirt looking like Zach from The Hangover.”

I look like Zach from The Hangover?

The Debrief.

Well, I have been keeping in shape by training for the Senior Citizens’ Division of the UFC…

I’ll try again next week to get in the water.

Oh, yeah – the dive report!

Chipper, Bob and Mike S. reported good conditions of 15 to 25 feet of visibility.