Sunday, October 14, 2007
The Pennsylvania Girls
Let me tell you about the Pennsylvania girls. I call them girls but truly, they’re woman. There are six of them, ranging in age from early 50s to early 70s. We met them yesterday morning on the boat, and they were on our boat again this morning.
One of the girls decided to put this trip together when her husband told her he was going on a hunting trip. She didn’t want to stay at home while he was away, so she started calling the other girls to see if they were up for a Cozumel dive trip. And now, there here for a week’s fun of diving—just the girls!
I learned that one of the girls will dive her 100th dive sometime tomorrow, depending upon the number of dives they’ll do between now and then. One of the other girls has over 200 dives. They all are very comfortable around water and definitely around diving.
During our surface interval yesterday, we ended up staying on the boat instead of coming back to the dive shop to switch tanks. As we all sat around, relaxing and talking, one of the girls decided she wanted to snorkel off the back of the boat. She grabbed her mask and snorkel and jumped in. A few minutes later, one of the other girls decided to join her. Every time they came back up to the surface, they excitedly talked about the fish they’d seen. One of the girls sitting next to me just laughed. She said, “That one,” pointing to the girl on the right, “She’s just a fish! The night before we left home, she was swimming in the pool. She just can’t get enough water time!”
They were laughing and joking with the Divemaster, even swapping dive stories. They were even planning their next dive. How fun is that!
I told Greg that someday, when he doesn’t want to dive, I want to get the girls together and head to Cozumel for some diving. He laughed, of course, for two reasons: when has he NOT wanted to dive, and what girls do I know that dive.
I need to start recruiting…
One of the girls decided to put this trip together when her husband told her he was going on a hunting trip. She didn’t want to stay at home while he was away, so she started calling the other girls to see if they were up for a Cozumel dive trip. And now, there here for a week’s fun of diving—just the girls!
I learned that one of the girls will dive her 100th dive sometime tomorrow, depending upon the number of dives they’ll do between now and then. One of the other girls has over 200 dives. They all are very comfortable around water and definitely around diving.
During our surface interval yesterday, we ended up staying on the boat instead of coming back to the dive shop to switch tanks. As we all sat around, relaxing and talking, one of the girls decided she wanted to snorkel off the back of the boat. She grabbed her mask and snorkel and jumped in. A few minutes later, one of the other girls decided to join her. Every time they came back up to the surface, they excitedly talked about the fish they’d seen. One of the girls sitting next to me just laughed. She said, “That one,” pointing to the girl on the right, “She’s just a fish! The night before we left home, she was swimming in the pool. She just can’t get enough water time!”
They were laughing and joking with the Divemaster, even swapping dive stories. They were even planning their next dive. How fun is that!
I told Greg that someday, when he doesn’t want to dive, I want to get the girls together and head to Cozumel for some diving. He laughed, of course, for two reasons: when has he NOT wanted to dive, and what girls do I know that dive.
I need to start recruiting…
// posted by Leenie @ 8:39 PM 
