Promptly showing up at 8:15 AM, I noticed that the free lot was almost full and divers were starting to gear up.

But I didn’t recognize any of the divers; where were the regulars?

I decided to check out the conditions.

Talk about starting immediately?

Three boxes of cheap snorkel gear was by the trash.

A group must have just came from Big 5 and decided to see if their gear fits – I am guessing.

The Cove looked foamy, I met the group of regulars who were walking from The Point.

In Nice Bob’s words, “You would be risking your life entering off the Point, for barely any visibility.”

Conditions at the Cove looked divable from and entry and exit point of view, but the conditions looked crappy.

A few divers dove here and later reports confirmed five to eight feet of visibility.

The group decided to check out Honeymoon Cove; I followed.

There’s some kind of construction going on at Honeymood cove; probably another mansion.

Dive conditions looked good, but the trail still sucks.

I have dove here before and have been here when the group decided to dive.

The trail fucking sucks, and I had a lot of stuff to get accomplished today, so I called the dive – by the way, I didn’t get much done regardless.

Most of the group decided to dive Honeymoon Cove, but I split and ened up in San Pedro at Rebel’s Bar to watch the FIFA officials try and fix the Womens’ World Cup kickball match in favor of Brazil – The USA still won!

Ha! Ha! Screw Brazil!

If I’m going to start whimping out on macho dives, I think I should go back to Wednesday night dives at Veteran’s Park – at least I would get wet.

To get off the subject of diving a little bit, for the past few years I have been helping to set up professional fireworks shows on the 4th of July.

This year, Professional Debriefer Paul was able to document the occassion with two of his award winning videos.

So, this is my one day a year job:

To view this video on YouTube, click here.

To view this video on YouTube, click here.

Next weekend is Military Bob’s last potential dive with us; I think it’s time for another parking lot party to say farewell.

The sun was out, the weather was hot and there was no wind when I left the Long Beach ghetto to dive Terranea resort; once I got to the Palos Verdes landslide area, the sky became cold and overcast.

That didn’t deter me, but as soon as I saw Chipper, I knew dive conditions were going to suck – there’s a correlation between both of us showing up to dive and crappy dive conditions.

The Point looked too hairy to enter from there, but the Cove looked manageable if you timed it right.

Not New Chris and Chipper decided to try a dive; I was skeptical.

Reverend Al and Nice Bob were undecided.

I cracked a beer with Real Estate Mike, who started to tell me how the years have mellowed him out as he no longer stabs or smashes into people with his truck when he’s upset; that is good to know.

Nice Bob decided to gear up, and then Reverend Al decided to join in the diving.

Great, I’m suppose to be the psycho diver here, and I’ve opted to stay dry – maybe age is mellowing me out too?

It just didn’t look like the water would be that great once I got out, but I decided to stick around and get their report.

Everyone made a perfectly timed and flawless entrance, even three new divers that were there; apparently they dive out of ECO Dive Center.

Their equipment seemed to be brand new, so I’m not sure if they’re new divers, or just new to diving this area.

I was pleasantly surprised that Terranea actually has put stairs down to the rocks.

About an hour later, everyone returned, making a perfectly timed expert exit.

Kilani Dive Mastered their exit.

The dive report went as follows – “62 degrees, with clear water on the top until you reach 10 feet, then the vis goes down from zero to eight feet.”

One diver commented, “I just looked at the diver’s ass in front of me the whole time.”

I probably needed the exercise, and in that respect, I regret not going.

But as Dive Bum Don says, “Stay in shape to go diving, don’t dive to stay in shape.”

That’s good advise.

The Budweiser was complimented with a gourmet plate of Hor’se Divers.

One diver was showing his intelligence publicly – I’m glad this group isn’t a bunch of communists.

Mush Kilani, Mush!

We invited the ECO Divers to hang out with “the cool crowd.”

Reverend Al had mentioned that his wife told one of her friends that he dives Terranea Resort on a regular basis.

Her friend asked, “Is he one of the guys that drinks beer in the parking lot?”

I think we may be getting a reputation.

Professional Debriefer Paul captured the spirit of the day in another potentially award winning YouTube video:

To watch this video on YouTube, click here.