1/12/2007 - Update on Cristal Clear Charters- Good news!
Posted by BlowinBubbles
After my truly crap weekend in Key Largo, my post on Scubaboard about my experience received a lot of attention. The owner of the dive shop went above and beyond the call of duty to make it right. And what is impressive, is that she wants to make it right with the entire dive community. If you're on Scubaboard, please check out the Florida Conch Divers forum. We're loosely trying to plan a pre-Invasion invasion of the Keys. (Ok so maybe it's just another excuse to go to the Keys...but who needs one?)
What is interesting is that I hope people also pay attention to GOOD things I post about dive operators. I always post trip reports and send kudos to the operations when they are good, and have had SO many positive experiences! So keep blowing bubbles, and supporting your LDS and dive operators that make this sport we love so accessible!
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1/8/2007 - Very unpleasant experience with Cristal Clear Charters in Key Largo
Posted by BlowinBubbles
I wanted to relate a very negative experience I had this weekend in the Keys. I've been on lots of boats with lots of salty captains, but this experience was by far the worst I've had, or witnessed. I'm still a bit upset, but will try and relate the story fairly and accurately.
I went down to Key Largo this weekend to meet up with a friend and a group of divers from the Midwest. They were bringing students down to certify in the clear waters. Beats a lake in Arkansas even if conditions weren't great. I had arranged through the shop bringing the group for 2 days of diving.
Day one I went to the dive shop, checked in, showed my c-card and signed my waiver, and boarded the boat. We did two quite uneventful dives on Molasses Reef. I thought it was a bit boring not to move the boat. Conditions were better than the previous two days, and the students were done certifying on the first dive, so they probably would have enjoyed another site. But regardless, the boat stayed put.
Day two I showed up at the boat and loaded my gear. Right before the boat took off, I ran back up to the dive shop to grab a t-shirt. When I got back to the boat and loaded, the dive briefing was still going on, with the instructors talking to the students about the layout of the wreck, the dive plan, etc. My buddy and I discussed our plan, I put my gear together, and sometime shortly after, we took off. The first dive was at the Speigal Grove. This was, btw, my 200th dive. Conditions were GORGEOUS. Very mild current, 60 ft. viz, clear blue water. Best conditions I've seen on the Grove. I descended at the end of the first group. We went with one instructor and the 4-5 new divers and newly certed divers along the boat for awhile. When the newbies had reached their turnaround point for air, my friend and I seperated from them (the instructor leading waved goodbye to us) and continued down the boat and across the superstructure of the boat across to the starboard side and back up to the bow. By this time, the second group was starting to ascend the line. We ascended behind them, and my buddy and I were the last ones on the boat. They unhooked from the mooring, and called roll call. Hmmm...I'm not on the roll call. That's weird, that hasn't happened before. As soon as the DM is finished, I go up to him and tell him that I'm not on the roll call. He says something unmemorable liked "oh really...." or something. I say my name and spell it, and he adds me on. Now I'm certified to the Divecon/Asst. Instructor level. I REALIZE that it's a big deal to not be on a manifest. And I was diving in CA during the whole Driftin' Dan controversy. So I'm in no way minimizing this. As soon as I realized it, I notified someone. And of course it crossed my mind that I was glad I had ascended when I did. Even tho I was the last on the boat, my buddy and I still had bottom time and air left.
So I'm breaking down my gear when the Capt. comes up to me. He says "were you the one not on the manifest?" I said, "Yes." And he proceeds to TEAR ME TO PIECES. In a very hostile and condescending tone, and in front of the whole boat, he proceeds to to tell me that I put his whole operation and his Cpt. license at risk and I was irresponsible for not notifying them earlier. With his finger pointed at my face, he says "I could have had my license suspended for a year THAT'S-NOT-GONNA-HAPPEN" (imagine the finger pointing emphasis on each word) and I was out of the water the rest of the day.
I was FLOORED. Not so much by the subject but how it was approached. I was embarrassed and humiliated. I sort of stuttered and stammered and said that I had notified the divemaster as soon as I'd realized it. He asked why I didn't say anything at roll call before we left dock. APPARENTLY this had been done while I was up at the shop buying a tshirt. Probably 5 minutes passed from the time that I got on the boat, and we left dock. No roll call in that time. And I (mistakenly) did not realize that I had to sign in again for a multi-day trip. Frequently, in my experience, a waiver is signed on the first day to cover the trip. I had tanks on the boat, it was the same DM from the day before, and it truly just never crossed my mind. Obviously, I will not make this mistake again. Now why it was not caught at the gate, when a headcount should have been done, both letting divers IN the water, and OUT of the water...is another issue.
I was still just seethingly pissed that he had treated me the way he had. If he had come to me...and spoken to my like a human, and said, "look, this is a big problem. I don't have your waiver, I can't risk letting you dive again." I'd have had been a little bummed, but certainly would have understood their protocol. But to be treated the way he treated me, in my opinion, was inexcusable. I don't believe I've been treated that way in my entire adult life. After the divers all went down for their second dive, I made my feelings quite clear to him. He offered a condescending apology, basically "I'm sorry you feel I was disprectful to you." then walked away and wouldn't make eye contact with me the rest of the day. As soon as we got back to shore, I left.
I will accept my share of the fault because I didn't verify that I needed to sign in again. And I will take that lesson to heart. The thought of being left to hang on to a mooring ball, and wait for the next charter to (hopefully) show up soon was scary. And I will be listening for the dock roll call more closely. But I still think this particular captain was completely out of line for his handling.
So....there is my experience with Cristal Clear Charters in Key Largo. NEEDLESS to say, I wouldn't recommend them to my dog to dive. And to be fair, their style of diving is not to my liking anyway. Cattle call boat, the tank racks wouldn't accomadate my steel 100's, and they seemed not interested in letting divers control their own profile. I had decided this well before I was treated so poorly. I'll stick with the several tried and true great operations in the Keys.
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Jan. 2, 2007 - New Years Day Dive
Posted by Missy
The new year must be started off with a dive, regardless of conditions, so off we went to my favorite dive site~ the P38. Why is it my favorite? First, it's not a commonly dived wreck (the coordinates are not freely given to people). Second, its a beautiful site- the plane is fairly intact & the amount of life on it is amazing. Third, I have a fondness for things that have a history behind them. I have many dives on the 38, and have loved each one...
The ocean wasn't playing nice that day and the boat felt like a toy in a washing machine Got to the site and anchored (which was tricky because there were some major currents & swells going on).. By this time, nobody on the boat was feeling well, me incuded, so I threw on my doubles & jumped into the water- which was COLD! I was using a new mask and although I'd toothpasted & defogged it, well... it just wasn't being cooperative, so I had someone from the boat hand me another one of my masks... Ok, much better. Dropped down the anchor line into thick green murk and upon hitting the bottom, the vis had not improved.. 2-5 ft at best, and the current was blowing.. Needless to say, I never made it to the wreck (it's very small and without good vis, its not easy to find, even w/ good coordinates).. After heading back up the line, I let the current pull me over to the boat and grabbed the ladder.. Took off a fin and tried to toss it onto the boat~ unfortunately I missed and the fin bounced back into the ocean, several feet away Black fins tend to sink but I was able to grab it after several tries. The ride back was equally unpleasant as the ride over- except that the swells and wind had both picked up.. We did go through a huge pod of dolphins (prolly 80-100- I've never seen SO many!)... Not a good dive~ but it was a New Years dive regardless.

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12/29/2006 - Why I'm glad I didn't shore dive this past week....
Posted by BlowinBubbles
Bull Sharks Lurking off of local beaches
Glad surge conditions kept me dry!!! I've seen a bull shark in the distance off of Boynton before, but a school feeding close to shore would have had me scared out of my wits.
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12/25/2006 - End of year ramblings...
Posted by BlowinBubbles
Well it's been quite a year, on the surface and under the water. In July I went to Cocos Island, a trip I've dreamed of and planned for almost 2 years. It was everything that I had hoped for...and then some. The constant action and big animal encounters was almost overwhelming. And my roommate turned into a friend for life, visiting me last month for some wild topside South Beach partying. (Pics on MySpace.) The downside was that I found it hard to get back in the water knowing I couldn't top that experience. My next trip back in the water was in FL with rippin' awful current, making my Costa Rican "advanced" diving look tame kids play. But later in the fall I was able to reprioritize and find the joy in diving.
My goal was to get 70 logged dives, and I fell 3 dives short, despite driving out to Ocean Point several days last week hoping to find divable shore conditions to check out the wreck of the Breconshire, a steel steamer that sunk in the late 1800's. No such luck, swells were high and surface chop looked like it would make for a lot of surge, not fun conditions for the wreck that lies offshore 100 yards. Also checked out Pepper Park, in Ft. Pierce, and didn't see any better conditions. Sooo...have to settle for 67 logged dives for 2006. I'm headed down to Key Largo next week after to meet up with friends and dive. We have a drift on the Speigal Grove and then a night dive on the Duane scheduled after, which if we're able to make it happen (weather cooperates) will be AWESOME! And the BD and I might grab a trip out of Boynton on the way down so he can see a couple of the wrecks there. The diving off of Boynton is so overlooked, but it's beautiful. I've seen 40 Goliath Groupers on one dive on the Castor. Current can be a little tricky but worth the effort.
So not sure I'm going to make any "goals" for 2007. Just not sure I'm in that place. I'm changing jobs the second week of January, going from ER to Recovery Room (and DAYS again...after 4 years on nights.) And still thinking about going back to school. I need my Tropical fix every couple of month so I always manage to make it to the Keys to get wet, or Dave talks me into some spearfishing (and flag carrying) off of Boynton. No need to set goals. I'm on Island Time. 
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12/24/2006 - Key Largo Diving, Dec 12, 2006
Posted by BlowinBubbles
Oops, belated trip report for my dives with the BD taking his AOW and Nitrox.
As he was sick the day before, we left dock with his scolpalamine patch firmly ducktaped in place for a morning dive on the Duane. The 45 minute boat ride was pretty rough but no one was sick. We moored up and splashed down on the Duane. One of the mooring balls was missing, only 2 were in place. I have come to know this wreck pretty well so I didn't care that I didn't know what mooring ball we were going down on. It turned out to be the bow. (the bow and stern were the only mooring balls remaining) I passed the BD and his instructor going down...it was GORGEOUS! Very little current, good viz. Dick from Buffalo was my buddy again, and I led the way through the wreck. Going into one of the cargo holds, I turned a quick corner to enter another, and ended up a foot away from the mouth of a 400 lb Goliath Grouper. It was AWESOME! I turned around to see if Dick had entered behind me yet (he hadn't) so I followed the Grouper as he turned and swam out another door. By the time I reached the door and exited the wreck, he was gone and not to be seen again. Dick followed me maybe 10 seconds later but we never saw the grouper again. I guess he was sleeping in and I interrupted his morning nap. Poor thing. But that was as close as I'd come to one and it's daunting to see how HUGE that mouth is!!! Dick and I stayed as long as possible, and met the others as they were headed up the line. Great dive. The Duane usually is.
Second dive was a spot called Pickles Reef. Named thus for the wreck that lies nearby of a ship that had been carrying wartime contraband cement in pickles barrells. The water and seeped in, the wood had rotted away, leaving only the now concrete shaped barrels. They DM recommended going the other way due to surge and not trying to find the wreck. I splashed down and never did find Dick, so I decided to find the wreck. Everyone else went the other way, I went towards the wreck. And found it quickly....along with the DM pulling up lobster. Hmmmm. Sneaky guy didn't want us messing up his bug spot. But it was pretty cool actually, the wreck was just piles now, the pickle barrels were pretty cool. One nice sized nurse shark swam by, I found out later he had been scared away from his overhang by the divers who had swam the other way. After checking out the wreck, I headed along the channels going the other way, saw lots of life on this dive, several eels, 2 more nurse sharks, one large one, lots of fish. I saw one good sized legal black grouper, and also a nice hogfish. Both looked...yummy. :) The Grouper was under a ledge and fled quickly. The hogfish seemed quite oblivious to the fact that he was a very tasty specimen as well as living in a hunting allowed zone. He hung around entirely too long, he could have been dinner 3 or 4 times over. I tried to scare him a little, just hoping he might think to HIDE the next time a diver came around. Or find the Marine sanctuary closeby. He was quite handsome but as fish tend to be, not overly bright. Anyway, spend about 45 minutes just playing around, never got deeper than 43 feet. Very easy pretty dive.
On Dive 3, (the afternoon dive, we went back to dock.) we went to Conch Wall for Ed to do a drift for his last AOW dive. We went down in about 60 feet and drifted along a wall. We were following Ed, and spent a nice 23 minutes drifting. Ed got called back by the DM for going too deep once. Heehee...usually that's ME getting in trouble for that. After 23 minutes he thumbed it and we started heading up. When we surfaced he showed me his computer...he was totally locked out and showing him in DECO. I couldn't see what his DECO obligation was because he hadn't showed me on the way up, and now we were past the ceiling so just locked out. That made NO sense to me because while I hadn't been paying that close of attention to my exact numbers, I remember my last reading as 18 minutes of BTR. Since we were on the same gas and same profiles and silimar computers, I couldn't imagine how that could hapen. I waited til after the 24 hours were up and tried to read it, but no luck. I called Oceanic, and they explained that the computer is out of calibration, it needs to be sent in. Apparently the computer is reading that we're at an altitude of greater than 14,000 feet. I live in South Florida....I found that hysterical. The only elevation for miles is the landfill. So...no one got bent, just a computer error. Good reason to carry a backup!!
But it was a nice couple of days of diving, BD is AOW and nitrox certified, I got my Keys fix. All is good. :)
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17/12/2006 - Christmas Thieves
Posted by Sparkles
It makes you wonder where everyones Christmas Spirit is over the what is meant to be the 'Happy Holidays'.
Found out today that a guy from work had his house broken into over the weekend, and they stole money and worst of all, the Christmas Presents under the familys Christmas Tree.
How sad is that!!!
I can't believe someone/people could stoop that low, during this special season.
Thanks for listening guys!!!
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15/12/2006 - Only 6 months late....
Posted by riss
OK people, I know its been one helluva a long time, but I thought I'd stick post photos from my last diving weekend - yes it happened 6 months ago!!!
Nevertheless, I had some awesome sinkhole diving!

Above: Me trying out this new horizontal business, coming out of Pics Ponds.

Above: Snot check after Pics Ponds.
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12/14/2006 - Key Largo Diving, Dec 11, 2006
Posted by BlowinBubbles
Dive #1 Location: The Eagle, Key Largo (Islamorada) FL Buddy: Dick from NY Gas: 30% enriched air Max depth: 112 feet Dive time: 43 minutes Ocean conditions: 3-5 foot swells, heavy surge, chop, minimal current, with 50 foot viz. Water temp 75 degrees more or less.
Dive #2 Location: A reef in the Keys. :) Buddy: Dick from NY Gas: 33% enriched air Max depth: 43 feet Dive time: 48 minutes Ocean conditions: 3-5 foot swells, moderate surge, chop, no current, 50-60 foot viz. 76 degrees
Well after a bit of a hiatus from diving, Ed and I made it down to Key Largo for some diving with Conch Republic Divers. He got his advanced open water and Nitrox done, I just went along for the ride...er...dive....whatever.
Conditions Monday were ROUGH (Ok rough for Florida...I'm a WWW now) with 5 foot seas on the crossing over to the Eagle. Half the boat was sick, but we splashed down for a lovely dive on this very quaint Key's artificial reef. Intentionally scuttled in 1985, she is a freighter that lies in 115 feet. The bow and stern are seperated in a gash down the middle, with the bow and stern sections resting to port on a sandy bottom. While not my favorite Keys site, it's in the top 5 and I always enjoy a trip out there. I was buddied up with Dick, a diver on his first Keys trip who was visiting from cold Buffalo, NY. With the conditions being what they were, and knowing how surge can be, I told him I'd meet him at the bottom. I descended first down the line, and awaited the others. When they didn't show up and I didn't see them coming down, I took my own little tour of the ship, swimming thru some of the corridors close by the bow mooring line. I returned to the line and saw them descending about 8 minutes into the dive. I guess a surface gear issue had caused a delay. So no solo dive on the Eagle, darnit. I took Dick around on a tour of the boat, heading first where the big Goliath grouper likes to hang out. He wasn't to be found today, so we toured the stern section, then back up to the bow, through some cargo holds and along the structure of the boat. We made our way back to the bow and swam around til our bottom time was dwindling. As I made it to the mooring line, one of the smaller Goliath groupers (200 lbs or so) had decided to make an appearance. I got Dick's attention, as I knew he wanted to see one. He was able to snap a few pictures before we had to ascend. A very nice dive.
On the surface, the seas quickly got the best of half of the boat, even the instructor was ill. As is the norm, I was fine. We made it over to the second dive, a reef. I should remember the name but I don't. :) I can't be bothered with little details like the NAME of divesites! It was your typical reef. I tried to show Dick some of the interesting marine life...like a moray eel and a spotted drum. But everytime I looked around he had disappeared. I didn't mind much, I'm not the most attentive buddy anyway and he obviously was competent, had loads more experience than me. We did find each other throughout the dive, and managed to surface (both of us a long ways from the boat.) I let them come and get me this time, but in hindsight I should have swam because trying to get on a free-floating boat in surge and 5 foot seas isn't very fun.
Since the boat was sick, we bagged the afternoon dives. Bummer because it was scheduled as a twofer on the Speigal Grove. But seas were not cooperating, everyone was sick ( well not me ) and I knew it wasn't the best for Ed to try and do 3 deep dives as much as he was feeding the fish. So he went back to do his classroom work...and I took a nap. :)
Tuesday morning we did three dives, the Duane, Pickles Reef, and Conch wall. I'll post a report on those later...it's my naptime. Happy Bubbles!!!
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11/12/2006 - Double Diving Day
Posted by Sparkles
Saturday was a good day for diving, the tide was high ( hahaha sounds like a song title ) and the whether was fine.
High Tide was at 11:05am 1.74metres.
Two mates and myself went to Halifax ( at Nelsons Bay ) and dived here. My friends are from Sweden and they were gettting sick and tired of diving Swansea and Boat Harbour so they needed somewhere different. I mentioned that Halifax was a Marine Reserve and its hailed as one of the top places to dive in NSW.
So, you could say they were looking forward to this fantastic dive....
Must of been bad luck though.
We had 3metres vis, and there was so many jelly fish things around you were swatting them like flys throughout the whole dive.
So you can imagine what came out of their mouths when we emerged from the water..
" thanks for the great dive Sal, we will definately miss that one next time "
But they have given me one more chance to show them Halifax in better condition.
I did get to show them the Southern Silver Drummers which frequent there. It was the best part of the dive ( the only good part of the dive. )
From here, we packed our gear into the car and raced down to catch the Swansea tide 2.5hours after.
After talking to a few familiar faces down at the waters edge, we got into the water. And the dive was great. Around 6 - 8 metres vis, wasn't too cold. A lot of changes had happened under there in regards to the bridge work.
One thing i wasn't happy about was the baskets that they were placing on the bottom to create new habitats for the fish, we found two which were actually covered in rock rubble. I can see how this is meant to help the growth of many fish species ' NOT '.
Couldn't see much of the bridge, as the tide turned quite fast during the dive, so we just kept to the areas where we weren't caught in the current.
But a fabulous dive as always at my favourite dive site.
This weekend coming were off on another Double Diving Day / Weekend. Heading to South West Rocks. They have their annual Christmas Party on this weekend. And the three of us will be helping them celebrate.
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Dec. 11, 2006 - No Birthday Dives :(
Posted by Missy
B-day dives are usually a requirement... however it seems that the ocean had other plans. The water has been rough all weekend, so I stayed high & dry (which was ok because I finally got my Xmas shopping DONE).
Now.. birthdays & diving do go quite well together~ even when you don't need any new gear (what?? I always "need" new gear!). Anyways, I just celebrated the anniversary of my 29th birthday again- oh wait-- I think I turned 26 this year-- well, irregardless~ the birthday gods were pretty good to me. Got this little doohickey:
Cute, yet it's awfully heavy so I doubt I'll be wearing it much.. Next was the GPS thing- the one you put in your car with the touchscreen that talks to you as you drive.. ok well, apparently someone who must love me doesn't want me to get lost on the way to divesites.. hehe... So I keep setting the thing in various languages~ now if I visit Italy or China, I'll be able to speak the language (of course I'll only be able to say "turn left in 1 mile" "your destination is 300 ft on the right")... Next, a dear friend gave me a 5 lb book all about diving (and I'm trying very hard to read it but..)... Ok there were other presents, but yanno what? I did not get a cake! Ok so I'm *supposed" to be on a diet... but still.... at least give me a cake with a flavor that I don't like so I wont eat it... lol... :o) It was a good birthday... but I wish I could've gone diving....
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11/29/2006 - This isn't about diving: But you'll want to read it.
Posted by StrawberryShortcake
This is about bedbugs.
I had (have?) them last week.
It started with me waking up with what I thought were mosquito bites on my arms and feet. Seeing as I actually killed 2 mosquitos in my room on the two days following the bites, I wasn't worried.
On the third day, I woke up again with new bites, and thought those end of season buggers were really struggling to the last. On that day, my boyfriend said: Those aren't mosquitos those are 'chinches.' 'Chinches' is the word he used, in Spanish, and I wasn't sure what exactly that meant.
Day four. Again, two or three more bites. And the old ones are burning and itching periodically without fading, as a mosquito bite does. The bites were irregular, and some round... and blotchy. I thought maybe they were shingles (used to get shingles periodically when there were extreme changes in the weather).
Day five. Another bite. Too many days have gone by and my shingles only take 3 to break out fully. Maybe they are spider bites?
On day six, a Friday, I go to my mother's home in another state for a day-late Thanksgiving day dinner. Afterwards, I leave with my sister to spend some time at her house. As I leave, my mom tells me: Your poor sister, she's so sensitive... I gave her poison ivy just from kissing her! (My mom had poison ivy from doing some fall weeding last week.)
When I arrive at my sister's house and we start talking, she points to the 'poison ivy' spot on her face that she supposedly got from my mom.
That's when I panicked. It looked like the bites I had on my body. And, in those 3 hours I'd been home, a new one had appeared on my arm.
Nonchalantly, i go to my sister's computer and google 'chinche'. Waiting for the results, I'm thinking: okay, it's not fleas, that word is 'pulga' and we would have seen them jumping.... it's not lice, there'd be eggs in my hair or clothing or somthing... it's not......
The results: 'Chinche. Chinche de cama.' Oh no, I think: bed bugs! and then.... What are bedbugs?
Of course I'd heard of them... but i was thinking about some things we used to yell at eachother as kids: Keep away from Todd... He has cooties! What was a cootie? Nothing. It was an imaginary disease or bug... Bedbugs are imaginary too, right?
No. wrong.
Known as the 'traveling bug' (because it hides out in your clothes, bags, and you take them to your home) these nocturnal, blood-sucking beasties live in cloth, first infesting the seams of things: the seam of the mattress, the box spring.... and later curtains, wood, behind picture frames. They thrive in warm environments, move real fast for their size and scurry from light. When babies, they are barely the size of a grain of sand, without color or translucenty brown. In other words: really hard to see. (And difficult mentally, to conceive of when you have never had experience with them.) When older they can be a couple millimeters long and darker brown (they are hard to miss when they are mature). The female can lay between 200 and 350 eggs in her life span. I don't know what their life span is. But, they can live for up to a year without any blood meal. I also don't know how long it takes them to digest their 'meal' (a.k.a. your blood. If I knew that would give me an indication of how many I may have had. 15 bites in 5 days could be 3 bedbugs who feed once daily, or 15 bedbugs (or more) if they feed once a week.) But after biting you, they retreat to their 'home' (i.e. into your boxspring or mattress) to digest. The tell tale sign of an infestation is small round, blackish stains on the underside of your mattress, especially concentrated at the edges/seams/corners. This is their fecal matter.
When I realized what I had, and how easily they travel, I was more than dismayed. Horrified.
I left my sister's, depressed, barely giving her a kiss, and not tucking in my niece with a story as I normally do on visits home.
My boyfriend was on the way in the bus from New York to spend the night and go with me the following day to visit some of my relatives. I call him: we are going to have to go back tonight. I can't bring this to my family. He understands.
When he arrives, I pick him up at the bus station, and after I get back to my mother's house, I tell her what I think we have and that we are going to have to go back home to NY. A look: like simultaneously remembering and imagining, eyes distant, disturbed, washes over her face. She says in her loving, sing-songy, rich tones, but quickly: Okay honey, well, i can give you a credit card and you can stay at a hotel for tonight, okay?
Ugh! My own mother! So terrible is this thing I am probably carrying that my own mother, without hesitating, invites me to stay in a hotel rather than in her home.
I gather my things and she drives us. After checking in. I cry. Shower thoroughly. And sleep naked. Blissfully 'untickled' in my sleep.
People out there reading this.... this thing is terrible. I have been afraid to stay at home, and afraid to go out for fear of spreading it to other people. I feel like there is something crawling over my body constantly. I am lifting up my shirt, looking for something and never find it. When it gets dark, I start to get really nervous, and turn on all the lights. At night, I lay awake for hours flinching, hitting at the slightest tickle or movement of the hairs on my body. I feel like something is crawling in my hair. But they don't live in hair, I believe. Although they wouldn't hesitate to crawl there if you're in bed with them.
Everybody I read online seems to go through similar experiences when it was the first time they had them: Confusion, Denial, Realization, Depression, Terror, Paranoia. Hypersensitivity. Panick. Paranoia, terror, panick, paranoia...
On getting back to NY, I contacted my landlord immediately. He has provided us with a spray that others in my building use. This spray (Permakil-25 Bonide) seems to be doing the job. I have slept 2 nights with no bites. We have sprayed the mattresses, couches, door frames, baseboards, carpeting. We have sprayed our clothing and have done about $100 in laundry. (By the way, washing your clothes may not help the situation. People say to dry on the highest temperature setting, but that laundering is no guarentee.) Also, regular insecticides won't necessarily get rid of them. The insecticide must target bedbugs.
My landlord promised an exterminator, but seems to be dragging his feet on delivering. I'm almost positive it's his duty to provide one. If not, we'll be getting one on our own and taking it out of next month's rent.
I have a feeling he's being slow because he knows something we don't. Something like: Bedbugs are the eternally returning. Fumigation may get rid of what you have, but if neighbors or visitors have them, they can come back: on clothing, through the walls, over door frames, across the carpets and back to your bed. Okay, so who has them? Where did we get ours?
We had a mouse last week in the room where they started. We thought the mouse brought them. Who knows, though... bedbugs aren't like lice or scabies (which I also found out about online while researching this). When asked frankly about if our apartment had them before moving in (we moved in just 7 weeks ago), he said no. What about the apartment across the hall? No. BUT! The apartment above ours, he admits, had (have?) them! Fantastic!!!! Also, he thinks the building next door (sharing a wall with ours) has them.
It seems that there has been a flareup of bedbugs in the last couple years.... and in places like NY where people live and travel in close quarters, there are no end of the nightmarish stories online (once you start looking for them.) But people don't volunteer information face to face. And it's no wonder. Some may not know what they have. Other's know perfectly well, and are loathe of the alienation that happens when others find out. When I walked into home depot and said 'Excuse me.' I got a warm smile and 'How may I help you?' When I said I'm looking for insecticides and things to kill bedbugs, the clerks backed up a step and pointed to the appropriate aisle, eyes jarting, when they found the opportunity, nervously over my clothing.
That's why I've written this non-dive entry: Some people don't know what they have and wait too long to do something about it. Some are afraid to say anything because others think you are dirty if you have them. Although, anyone who backs up a step is justified in doing so since these invisible, sprinting monsters are difficult to battle, costing you a ton in time, cash, and emotions.
Anyway.... that's the end of this story for now. The moral: Be warned. Buy Permakil-25. And don't wait to go through the confusion, denial, depression or panick stages if you wake up with bites one morning. Throw out your mattress and do something!
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20/11/2006 - My Next 5mins of FAME!!!
Posted by Sparkles
I was in the local newspaper today ' The Newcastle Herald '.
Open up to the middle and there i am.
Big Bold Writing Titled ' Dive into life of Sparkles '
Yay!!!
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17/11/2006 - My Favourite Dive Site ( everchanging Swansea Bridge )
Posted by Sparkles
Saturday morning 17th November 2006.
The high tide for today was 1.67 at 7ish.
Met my friends down at the R.S.L side of Swansea Bridge at 9am.
Before gearing up i walked along the edge and checked out the visibility... loooked pretty good. No wind, a very calm day. The current was still ripping through though, so there was a fair bit of time to wait.
Spoke to some other divers who were there, that i hadn't seen in such a long time. Its great to catch up with some true genuine friends.
Geared up with my buddy, and headed to the water.
Hopped in at 9:45am, current had stopped and it was still.
Cold at first, that initial flow of water into my suit definately gave me the chills. But after i was fine.
This was my first dive in swansea since they started there project of 'Protect Channel Bed'.
Protect Channel Bed - from August to November 2006 they are going to be placing rock ballast to protect the seabed against erosion of sand around the bridge piles. It will involve placing rock from a barge next to the bridge around the pylons at the bottom.
There has been alot of talk about this killing alot of fish species and their habitat.
But from what i saw on the dive today, there is a varst variety of fish down there and they don't look disturbed at all. All my favourite fish were still there in their hidie holes and more just doing what they do best.
I think this work will bring a lot more fish into the channel and the lake ' Lake Macquarie '. Yes it may of killed fish and their habitats, but in the long run i can see this being work being beneficial if not to the bridge to the plentiful fish it will bring.
There is already fish making homes out of the rocks, and they have place these crate basket looking things that are just covered in coral and fish life already. ( see my attempt at drawing the baskets below ).
And the Occy we were visited by.

Photo of Octopus taken by David Breneman.
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11/17/2006 - The Topside Benefits of Diving....
Posted by BlowinBubbles
My friend that I met on my Cocos trip came into town this weekend. She made the LONG trip from south England...en route to the Bahamas. She's in so many ways my idol, as she went home and quit her day job to take up dive instruction.
We laughed and joked and socialized tonight...bonding in that awesome way that seems unique chick divers from around the world that share a love of the amazing underwater world. We just had the BEST time!!! And it brings to mind...how awesome this sport is...and amazingly cool it is at bringing people together.
Just wanted to share as I'm feeling a bit sentimental. When I get bored topside, or conditions suck, all I need to think about is the relationships I've forged through this amazing pastime, and the value of these wonderful friendships.
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11/9/2006 - happy days
Posted by Gabriel
Ok, so this is the story, you are doing a wreck course and you get out of the water, it is a calm day... ok? Stay with me... don't close this page, keep reading... so you are happy, the vis wasn't that great, but the sun on top of you is lovely and you can't wait to go back into the boat and talk about the dive... but then...
ooopssss...
a big wave. Not a wave like a Tsunami wave, but big.
Strange...
I mean, it is such a calm day, and the sea is quite flat.
So then after the wave, 40 meters away, you hear this sound...
and it goes like this:
PFUUUUUFFFUFUFUF!!!
and then a lot of water that looks like a garden hose
So you look to your left and you try to understand why the water is going higher or what is that big fish raising up ....
A WHALE!!!!!! 
Yes... yes... yes! A WHALE...
So you go and think OMG... OMG ..., OMG.... and then the whale comes again, but then you see the little whale baby with mummy whale... and they are swimming just in front of you and you can only feel like crying or laughing...
Anyway, that was my dive 4 days ago.
Me, and whale family. Quite special. Don't you think?
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11/7/2006 - Diving and Spearfishing (well sorta) off of Boynton Beach, FL 11-7-06
Posted by BlowinBubbles
Location: Boynton Ledges, off of Boynton Beach, FL Buddies: Dave B. Max Depth: 83 feet (deepest I've been on the ledges out here) Bottomtime: 58 minutes Gas: 32 percent Viz: Outstanding 80+ feet Water temp: 76 degrees
Today I went out with Loggerhead Charters for a two tank trip on Boynton Ledges. We did two reef dives, and today was the first day I went with a speargun!! That was an experience. More on that later.
First dive was a gorgeous dive. The weather here has been pretty crummy, overcast with rain and high winds. I was really expecting conditions to be crap. Seas were 4-5 feet on the ride out, which also didn't give me an indication that I would be in for nice dives. When we got to the site, Dave and I backward rolled off the sides and went around to the step to get our guns and the flag. As is the usual custom, Hilary took the flag. I was hoping that if I had a gun...I might get a reprieve. Oh no. :) Guess that's Hilary's pink duty from now on. ANYWAY...on the swim to the back of the boat, I was quite surprised to see the sand clearly some 60+ feet below. Current was running to the south today, ununusal for this area that fringes the Gulf Stream...but it was still great conditions. I grabbed the flag and my girl gun and we descended. I had weighted 2 pounds extra to give myself a bit of leverage to adjust to the gun, etc. Turned out to be unnecessary, I ditched the extra 2 pounds on dive two.
We went down and instead of just going with the current, we swam along the ledges....into the crevices and the channels where the reef fingers out, looking for game. I was really into this for ...about 2 minutes. Then my natural ADD kicked in and I started looking at all the pretty fishies. At one point, we were coming up from a channel against the main reef, and along the ledge about 10 feet above were a fairly large school of spadefish. They were hanging along the ledge, in between two rather large basket sponges, and they made a really breathtaking sight. I was MAJORLY wishing I had a camera in my hand instead of a gun. And we kept SWIMMING...it was work! About 40 minutes into the dive, we had seen a few hogfish and snapper but nothing that was legal. I was lagging behind...all this swimming was wearing me out! I was about 20-30 feet behind Dave when I saw a nice sized grouper. I thought he saw it also, and wondered if he was going to shoot at it. It swam around a few times, and I guess Dave finally saw it because he started stalking it. It was darting around pretty good (throwin' up some OJ on him...as he put it) and THWACK he took a shot....and missed. It swam RIGHT by me...and around me a couple times in it's confusion. And I started laughing not only because he missed it, but also because he was having convulsions underwater. He was over there screaming into his reg. I thought he was cussing, as he talks all the time under water and I just can't understand him so I tune it out. But then I realized he was screaming, "SHOOT IT SHOOT IT!!!" and it was ONLY THEN that I realized...."Oh...I have a SPEARGUN in my hand! I came out here to learn to spearfish!!!" DUH!! Oh well. When I realized this....I started laughing hysterically. He just shook his head and started swimming off. I think he was a bit frustrated with me. At that point, we were reaching our time limits (and I had probably used up 200 psi cracking up under water) so we headed up.
On the boat, of course I took some grief for my somewhat miserable performance. I kept reminding them that it was my first time. No one cared.
On this dive, we hit a max depth of 83 feet. The water was clear and blue and BEAUTIFUL!! We surfaced from 80 feet on the sand, and could still see the bottom from the surface. The reef ledge came up about 15-20 feet in some spots, providing gorgeous views. Even with no fish for my supper, it was a gorgeous dive. And even with all the extra swimming, I still had a SAC of about .46 and I was quite pleased with that.
Dive #2
Location: Boynton Ledges Buddies: Dave B. Depth: 64 fsw Bottomtime: 63 minutes Viz- Outstanding at least 64 fsw Gas: 35% Swells: 2-3 feet Temp: 76 degrees
Dive #2 was also on the ledges, a bit further north and west of the original site. I left the speargun on the boat this dive, so we could take the bug gear. We descended and did about the same profile. As Dave was hunting, he swam quite a bit more, out along the channels. I was content to stay along the ledges and look for bugs. Only saw one, and I waited patiently til he made his way back to me so I could point it out and he snagged it. I'm sure it's in his freezer now as we speak. Or he ate it for lunch. Either way, he offered it to me and I declined. I was still feeling a bit guilty about the grouper, I guess.  Again was a beautiful dive, and it was a reminder of why I love diving in this area. I've been so "Blah" about diving since coming back from Cocos Island. I guess diving like Cocos really spoils one. Seeing amazing BIG stuff on every dive is hard to beat. But today, the water was warm and beautiful and blue, the life on the reef very prolific, and the whole day was relaxing and a perfect way to spend a day. Now that the air temps have cooled a bit here, I've switched back to my 5mm and was toasty warm under water, and comfy above water on the surface interval. I always love winter diving, both in CA and now here as well. So anyway, it was a typical drift dive with the usual suspects. I did see a large spotted drum, one of my favorites, and you don't see those everyday so it's always a treat. I had stopped at one point to look at something, and Dave pointed out a LARGE moray about a foot from me that I hadn't even noticed. I screamed. Funny how easily that sound carries underwater. I'm still nervous around those, still remembering the scubaboard post about the guy that had his forearm devoured by a moray in BVI. When Dave thumbed the dive, I wasn't really ready to go up. I looked at my watch and realized we were at a 57 minute bottom time. Oops. That meant we'd be over the boat imposed 60 minute limit if we did a safety stop. Amazing how time flies. So reluctantly we headed up, hung at 15 feet for about 4 minutes, and surfaced. It was just a great day diving.
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Nov. 4, 2006 - The Plaque, Revisited 2 months Later
Posted by Missy
It's been nearly 2 months since the memorial plaque for Steve Donathon was placed on the Yukon ( http://www.mydivinglife.com/Missy/1948/Wreck+Diving+Weekend.html ) and while I've done dives on the Yukon since then, I haven't been back to the bridge area where the plaque is until this dive. As I descended down the line, I could clearly see the ship when I hit 28 ft- but vertical vis is almost always better than horizontal, so I wasn't expecting 40ft vis down there. When I saw the plaque, I let go of the line and swam over to it~ and suddenly realized that I wasn't alone.. a sleek sea lion buzzed by me.. :) Vis turned out to be a respectable 30+ft down there, but there was quite a current blowing so I stayed in areas where I was shielded. The first thing I noticed about the plaque was that the lock on the bottom right was rusted out and broken, but it was due to salt water and not being tampered with..

Next, I noticed the chain is rusting.. (notice the little resident on the bottom corner).

Next it was time to poke around a little bit, so I dropped in and checked out the toilet, lol.. Pics are of the toilet and bathroom wall (yeah I know its called a "head"). While I was down there, another seal came out of one of the ship's cutouts- doing some penetration diving in search of lunch I guess.. :o)


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