{"id":1496,"date":"2009-01-06T23:30:58","date_gmt":"2009-01-07T06:30:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/?p=1496"},"modified":"2009-01-07T00:35:50","modified_gmt":"2009-01-07T07:35:50","slug":"the-curse-of-dead-lobster-cove","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/?p=1496","title":{"rendered":"The Curse Of Dead Lobster Cove"},"content":{"rendered":"

With news that lobsters are being caught shallow, in about 50 feet, Instructor John and I set out on the faithful zodiac to liberate more bugs from their watery hell that they call life.<\/p>\n

Before heading to King Harbor, I stopped by the Red Cross to donate enough blood to buy this year’s fishing license, ocean enhancement stamp and lobster report card – $58!<\/p>\n

The weather was clear and the ocean was fairly calm with only very minor chop.<\/p>\n

We anchored in 40 feet of water off of a secret location (near the end of Hawthorne Blvd.) in Palos Verdes when strange anomalies started taking place.<\/p>\n

It was around 8 PM and it was dark, only one other boat was spotted in the distance – probably another group of lobster divers.<\/p>\n

The running and signal lights in the zodiac suddenly shut off without explanation.<\/p>\n

“It’s probably just some corrosion on the battery cables,” John said.<\/p>\n

\"Working<\/p>\n

We worked for 20 minutes trying to get the lights on; there is no way we were going to leave the zodiac blacked out while we dove.<\/p>\n

John finally said, “Go ahead and dive; if I can’t get the lights to turn on by the time you get back, it will be my turn and you can wait here with a flashlight.”<\/p>\n

I geared up and turned my air on…<\/p>\n

BANG! Psssssssssst!<\/strong><\/p>\n

My main high pressure regulator hose blew up!<\/p>\n

My reserve regulator was on shore in my car to save space, but I had already checked my gear before loading it in to the boat.<\/p>\n

\"My<\/p>\n

I had my main regulator in for annual service three years ago and I know that hose was replaced – there’s no reason that that hose should have burst.<\/p>\n

Luckily, it blew above water.<\/p>\n

When a high pressure hose bursts, your tank empties very quickly and an emergency swimming ascent, alone, at night in thick kelp is something that nobody really should look forward to.<\/p>\n

By the way, I ALWAYS dive with spare air as an emergency backup.<\/p>\n

Was this a warning?<\/p>\n

I said, “John go for it, I’ll DM your dive.”<\/p>\n

“That’s OK, we’ll call the dive for tonight; I need to check these lights out,” John said.<\/p>\n

The lights in the zodiac flickered back on!<\/p>\n

John started the engine and pulled anchor.<\/p>\n

We were off…<\/p>\n

… for about 20 yards before the engine died.<\/p>\n

We drifted around trying to get the engine to start… we had spark, we smelled gas, but the engine wouldn’t turn over.<\/p>\n

It didn’t feel like the gas was pumping to the engine, so John removed the fuel line…<\/p>\n

\"Clearing<\/p>\n

A good hard squeeze and out shot what looked like a piece of a lobster leg!<\/p>\n

“This place is fucking haunted by some evil dead lobster spirit!” I yelled.<\/p>\n

The engine started and we made a thankfully safe return to King Harbor.<\/p>\n

Sometimes, nothing seems to go right on a SCUBA dive out of sheer coincidence; this is the first time I have felt as though something was telling us, “Hey assholes, leave us the fuck alone tonight!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

With news that lobsters are being caught shallow, in about 50 feet, Instructor John and I set out on the faithful zodiac to liberate more bugs from their watery hell that they call life. Before heading to King Harbor, I stopped by the Red Cross to donate enough blood to buy this year’s fishing license, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1496"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1496"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1496\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1496"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1496"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1496"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}