The Easter trip still in living memory, "we" didn't want anything to spoil Colin's diving. Diligence being the word, all the kit was transported to the Orkneys safely including the drysuit that never seems to make it.
Everything seemed ok, but Colin still seems to spend more time on the boat than the skipper.
Freediving?
Hugh took a break from scuba, feeling the need for some freediving practice. He was a little nervous at first so he decided to take a twinset and sideslung along for the ride - turned off of course: "no cheating!"
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Jeff and Clive were intent on Lobster hunting. The pro's go down with a hook and good breath control: very sporting. Our intrepid duo thought better of it. Why give them a head start, when you can use all the technological aids available to man.
So day by day the dastardly double act donned dry suits and dive tanks and armed with a fearsome bent coathanger, delved deep into the inhospitable waters of Scapa Flow.
Days go by and wild reports of man eating lobsters were bandied about by the less adventurous divers among us.
Again and again our fearless friends took up the challenge with their flacid lobby hook. The boys were left wanting.
On reflection the hapless duo decided that no lobsters was fine as long as they didn't end up with crabs.
Apparently after 500 hours on a rebreather, they give you the low altitude flying certificate...as long as your cheque clears.
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Ray wanted to get the salt out of his suit so he stayed in for 45 minutes extra, just to make sure it washed out completely!
"That's better. Must have got the salt out now"
Incredible Shrinking Man
Jeff forgot to eat breakfast and started to look a little on the thin side.
Lost Shipwreck
This is the Gobenador Bories - or it may as well be if you're Clive (who missed the wreck!)
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