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  • September 18, 2005

    Logged Dive #146 – Safety Diver For John’s OW Class

    Casino Point, Catalina, CA

    Dove with Instructor John and his Open Water students Pedro, Leeza, Cheech and his two advanced students.*

    John’s wife Rebecca came along to bubble watch.

    In With: 2000 psi
    Out With: 1200 psi
    Max depth: 60 feet
    Waves: 1 to 2 feet, insignificant
    Visibility: 25 feet
    Water Temperature: Cool
    Total Bottom Time: 15 minutes
    *Student names have been changed.
    Notable Event: Dealt with a tired and panicked diver.

    The idea was to go to the barge with the group.

    I went down first, the rest followed.

    Cheech was a little lost getting down, it took him a little over a minute.

    John lead, I took up the back.

    Leeza’s fin fell off; I put it back on.

    We followed John through some kelp down to a sandy portion of the floor at 60 feet.

    Leeza just stopped, kneeling on the sandy bottom.

    She didn’t seem panicked, maybe just tired.

    I gave her the “Are you OK?” sign.

    No response.

    I asked again.

    No response.

    She opened her eyes a little, looked over, raised up her middle towards me and gestured “up” – maybe she was just giving me the finger?

    I grabbed her by the BC shoulder strap and started slowly dragging her towards the surface.

    I had to kick hard, but was happy to see the bottom get smaller.

    It seemed like the longest swim to the surface that I can remember.

    Once we broke the surface, I noticed we were outside the park.

    I told Leeza to put air in her jacket; I thought she did.

    I asked her if she wanted to go in – that was a stupid question!

    I won’t ask next time in a similar situation.

    “Yes, let’s go in,” she said.

    The class had continued without us.

    I lifted the buoy line up and towed Leeza under the park’s border.

    I then continued to tank tow her to the stairs.

    “We need to go in right now!” she yelled.

    I said calmly, “We’re going there; it’s just going to take a few minutes.”

    As we approached the stairs, the rest of the class was climbing out.

    “John!” I yelled.

    He looked over, as he was looking for us.

    “How’s Leeza?” John asked.

    “She’s really tired.”

    We helped her out and up the stairs; she was exhausted.

    Leeza later explained that she was nauseas.

    The only thing that she had to eat was a cup of coffee for breakfast.

    John thinks she’s hyperglycemic and is requiring her to eat before she dives from now on.

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