| Sunday, November 4th, 2001
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Been planning all week for a dive today with Wilson and a couple others. As the others going were wilson's friends I left it to him to coordinate with them...Of course Wilson never coordinated shit and this morning he tells me he can't go out either. Great...so I already have two tanks and a BC rented as of last night. I decide to drive out to a coupel sites and see if I can find a mate already out there I know and can do a pick up dive with. I try Sunabe...no luck. SO i drive out to Onna...no luck. Ocean is choppy, waves are swelling to five feet or so... Fool I am I decide to go in by myself. Despite the cardinal rule of diving...*never* go alone... First dive wasn't so bad...I get in and get down without too many hassles. Loads of fish down there being blown about by the current along with me. With all the effort to fight the tide I blow through my oxygen and only get to stay down half an hour. Come out and spend almost just as long fighting the tide back to shore. So...lesson learned--it's shitsville out there and I should just call it a day. (There is where the stupidity factor jumped exponentially) I don't, of course...wait my hour and a half to clear some of the residual nitrogen, gear up, and go back out. By now the ocean has gotten even choppier. I get about fifty meters out from shore to where the waves are breaking...and prompty lose a fin. Lovely. Getting tossed about by Mother Ocean, finding it proves fruitless (it's still shallow out that far and visibility is like nill due to the waves and bubbles). I find my way back in to shore, un rig and search along the shore--hoping it will wash up. No luck. Stupidity factor once more leaps by bounds as I grab my mask and snorkel
again to do some more searching a bit further out, hoping that without
the vest and tank I won't be weighted down as much and will have an easier
time out it... I prompty get dragged out into the waves...This time I'm
worried.
By this time I have FINALLY learned my lesson and drive back to the dive shop to return my gear and pay my rental fees... of course my wallet is empty. I had about $100 and 1000 yen in there. At some point last night while playing Delta Force over the network in D'Von's office i took out the money to check for ones (for the soda machine) and ???? Dissapeared...searched everywhere to no avail. Fits my luck. So let's see...you can't buy a single fin--they come in pairs...$80. Mask, $45, snorkel, $20. Cash, $110 US money, rental fees, $12. Pretty damn expensive day. :( current mood: stupid
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