{"id":204,"date":"2004-05-23T20:31:15","date_gmt":"2004-05-24T03:31:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/?p=204"},"modified":"2007-12-30T10:35:54","modified_gmt":"2007-12-30T17:35:54","slug":"logged-dive-48","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/psychosolodiver.com\/?p=204","title":{"rendered":"Logged Dive #48 Long Point, CA"},"content":{"rendered":"

Long Point, CA
\n(aka The Old Marineland)<\/p>\n

Dove with Nick and some “Sandeaters.”
\nPhotos By Nick<\/em><\/p>\n

Notable Event: Maytagged On The Rocks<\/p>\n

I met Nick at 8 AM. I was talking to “Melvin” from the Sandeaters Diving club previously.<\/p>\n

Nick and I went out (or tried to) around 8:30 AM.<\/p>\n

Nick left the rocks first and swam out.<\/p>\n

The waves were mild, about two or three feet.<\/p>\n

I went down to the rocks and put one of my fins on.<\/p>\n

About to put the other one on, I looked up and saw this huge 12 foot swell approaching.<\/p>\n

Nick was on top of the wave pointing his camera down at me.<\/p>\n

\"Oh<\/p>\n

I put the second fin looped around my hand, held my spear and grabbed on to the rock that I was sitting on.<\/p>\n

I was scared shitless.<\/p>\n

\"A<\/p>\n

Just like the hand of God, the wave just picked me up and threw me.<\/p>\n

I had no idea where the rocks were.<\/p>\n

I put my arms over my head and smashed into a rock.<\/p>\n

\"I\u2019m<\/p>\n

Apparently, Nick told me later, there was a second wave.<\/p>\n

I was okay, but my elbow was a little sore.<\/p>\n

I gathered the spear and quickly put my other fin on and coasted out.<\/p>\n

Several other divers looked on in amazement.<\/p>\n

I was shaken.<\/p>\n

It was a long swim to the second kelp bed.<\/p>\n

We were fighting a current pushing us the other way.<\/p>\n

I took inventory of my gear and checked my equipment before we submerged.<\/p>\n

My compass was lost in my accident.<\/p>\n

We got tired of swimming on the surface, so Nick took a compass bearing and we submerged to about 30 feet and headed East to the kelp bed.<\/p>\n

I heard the waves crashing against the rocks — a more terrifying sound than anything.<\/p>\n

We approached the kelp bed.<\/p>\n

The kelp was practically laying flat in the strong current.<\/p>\n

The floor started moving; silt came up.<\/p>\n

We surfaced to see what the hell it was.<\/p>\n

The waves were two to three feet on shore; it was just a strong current.<\/p>\n

We submerged again.<\/p>\n

I had no idea where we were going since I had no compass.<\/p>\n

Nick motioned that he wanted to follow me.<\/p>\n

I just hung around the kelp bed.<\/p>\n

\"Long<\/p>\n

\"Long<\/p>\n

\"A<\/p>\n

A few times, we ran in to other divers.<\/p>\n

I almost followed the wrong person.<\/p>\n

I did the typical hunting thing, Nick photographed.<\/p>\n

Towards the end, just like White Point, I found some big sheephead hiding in a small cave.<\/p>\n

I shot and hit one fish, but the current was extremely strong.<\/p>\n

I didn’t hit the fish square, so it wiggled free.<\/p>\n

I motioned to Nick to head in.<\/p>\n

I followed but had to correct him once in the cove.<\/p>\n

We were heading West and had to go North-West after a while.<\/p>\n

We both made it to shore without incident.<\/p>\n

\"My<\/p>\n

Once up in the parking lot, I discovered that my left elbow was split wide open.<\/p>\n

Melvin from the Sandeaters said, “Do whatever works for you, but most of us walk out and put our fins on in the water – you really got tossed.”<\/p>\n

No shit!<\/p>\n

I’m going to follow his advice!<\/p>\n

We talked with Melvin at length about diving and how not to get old.<\/p>\n

His advice – exercise and sex three times a day.<\/p>\n

Wow, I need a girlfriend!<\/p>\n

In with: 2800 psi
\nOut with: 600 psi
\nMaximum depth: 35 feet
\nWaves: 2-3 feet, except for one big ass wave
\nVisibility: 15 feet\/ soupy water
\nWater temperature: 60 degrees F ??<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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