Diving Into Blue

We picked up a hitchhiker yesterday on our first dive. "How'd that happen?" you say. It's an interesting story.

Columbia deep was our first dive on Monday--another beautiful, sunny morning. There were many other boats out; but once we got to the site, it looked like we'd be alone.

Greg, Bruce, Pingo, and I splashed in and then headed down to the sandy bottom. Bruce had been having some issues breaking the first five feet so he tried something different. Once in, he went head first, instead of feet first. It worked--he arrived at the bottom a little faster than normal.

Everyone gave the "OK" sign--we were ready to follow Pingo. I just happened to look to the surface. Darn it! A boat load of people were dumped just above us, and they were heading down to where we were.