The Announcer, like me, is no fan early starts. In fact, the nature of her job means that diving at any time can be a hassle. So I was delighted when she said that she fancied diving but later in the morning due to her shift.
We met for elevenses and headed up to Loch Fyne. We were rewarded with stunning views and light. Reminding s why sometimes the diving is actually secondary to the journey, At the site our good fortune continued with Mother Nature rewarding us with 8m visibility and two very pleasant dives. In each case, we false started.
The first was most definitely my fault, having entered the water with my primary torch, er, safely lodged in my, er, fin. Upon entering the water I forgot this flipped my fin upside down and began putting them on. Only as I dropped down to 10m did I realise that I was 'sans torche'.
A quick signal and we went back up and floundered in the shallows until I struck gold finding my misplaced £150. :)
*Mental Note: Remember to buy new lanyard / clip to put on torch.*
The second dive also started with an aborted descent, this time the Announcer had wrongly connected her drysuit hose. Fixed in a jiffy, we surfaced and headed down enjoying nudibranchs and some familiar favourites.
Cold, but with the appearance our favourites, it was good day to dive.
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| Yes, Scotland really is that beautiful. |
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| No, really. |
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