Isthmus Reef, Catalina, CA

Night time/Lobster Hunting

Dove with Nick

In With: 3000 psi
Out With: 800 psi
Max depth: 50 feet
Waves: 0
Visibility: 15-20 feet
Water Temperature: Cool
Total Bottom Time: 45 minutes

It took forever to get air; I managed to dive probably around 2:00 AM.

I thought Nick was calling it quits because of a cramp, but he went with me.

Nick called it quits after 20 minutes because of the current; he was just tired.

I continued on, but couldn’t find any lobsters.

I think with 24 divers jumping over board, the lobsters in the area are pretty much spooked.

My big assed canon light was going dim, so I started to use the light that Instructor John found on the September 17th dive.

Such a small light really gives off a lot of candle power!

Isthmus Reef, Catalina, CA

Night time/Lobster Hunting

Dove with Nick

In With: 2800 psi
Out With: 700 psi
Max depth: 70 feet
Waves: 0
Visibility: 15-20 feet
Water Temperature: Cool
Total Bottom Time: 50 minutes

Opening Night Of Lobster Season!

Nick flew in from Cleveland and barely made the boat.

This was the opening night of Lobster season.

Nick and I signed up in August for this trip and was suppose to be limited to the number of “available bunks” since this was an over night boat.

I got the last bunk after fighting over a bunk.

Nick had to sleep in the galley; the Dive Masters Sean and Julia didn’t seem to care that the boat was apparently over sold – not that they could have done anything about it.

We waited for several hours until midnight.

I waited for Nick; we were not the first off the boat, as I had hoped.

I got my hands on a few lobsters, but they had wiggled free.

Nick was out of shape and we were swimming against a current.

Nick at one point waited on the surface for me.

When I surfaced, he was gone.

Apparently, Nick made it back to the boat after he lost a fin in the kelp – which was found and returned by another diver.

Nick was frustrated and apparently pissed at me because I “wasn’t paying attention” to my buddy.

I forgot to explain that I’m a shitty dive buddy when it comes to lobster hunting.