Ok.... Here is one for ya.......
Grand Bahama Island..... A reef/ledge dive in 80' of water..... Spearfishing with a 40" seahornet, looking for Grouper, Cubarra Snapper etc..... 3 other divers in the water and all with much more experience than my little self......
Anchored the boat up tight to a small ledge and hit the water, regulators in, and down we go..... (no one on the boat)...... I could not believe my eyes at the visibility!!!! 100'+..... You could see a quarter on the bottom from the surface..... NO KIDDING......
Immediatly I took after a small 5lb Hog Snapper, kicking and puffing away at the regulator as fast as a 15 YO kid could possibly go...... and, POOF! snapper out ran me..... Checked the pressure guage.... (1400lbs)
Well I was not done with this-and the hunt was on.........
Meanwhile, I look around for my buddies?????? Nadda! Not even visible bubbles...... and no anchor line!!!!! No panic here.... just the thought of garlic Snapper for dinner......
What was this????? Little SOBing Hog Snapper looking at me from 20' behing a coral head-off I go watching the pressure guage (my last look at it) cought up to the SOB-and the chase resumed......... first it was me.... then him...... then me..... then him........then---------my last breath of air from my regulator! I took stock quickly...... and gave two kicks towards the surface 75'+ away (it seemed like a mile or so)...... I was in an "out of air ascent" situation!!!!!
Yes, I blew my little bubbles while I was going up and within 10' of the surface, my lungs expeled the remainder of air in one breath...... Then I hit the surface!!!! Then it got real interesting........
I inflated my BC manually and took alook around to get my position off the boat........ OHHHHH, there is the Bahamas to my right...... there's the boat, there it is to my left maybe 300' or so away over towards the ledge we anchored up at, so I thought.......
Fin kicked on my back for 5 mins or so..... I should have reached the boat by now...... I'm closer, but not close enough..... I placed the mask on my face and looked down into the beautiful Bahama waters and to my utter disbelief, I was looking at a boat on the surface with an anchor hanging out over the ledge in 500' of blue water drifting away with the wind!!!!!! Sweeeeeettttt!!!!!
I take stock once again......
I quickly shed my tank and BC, my weight belt and made quick towards the boat....... I cought up with it after a minute or two....... haul the anchor and line, crank it up and go for my dive gear floating nearby...... Then, I remember the other divers......................
I head back towards where I thought was the general area of our entry point cut the motor.................
Here if the freeky part....
The other divers come up right at the dive platform! They thanked me for the pick up and said "you did'nt have to come and get us"!!!! They had no knowledge of the anchor breaking free and my ordeals at all.......
That night was the first time I remember tasting a scotch and water on the rocks!
WOLF
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