Had my first scuba class on Friday night. Not as scary as I remember. I easily passed the treading water and swimming tests. We geared up for snorkeling and spent a couple of hours learning to surface dive, a step dive off the size and basic snorkel and mask clearing.
The mask clearing is my challenge. As soon as the water hits my eyes I want to suck in air thru my nose. Not sure why. I need to keep repeating to myself “I do not breath through my eyes”!
The instructors were great. Bruce, the store manager, very funny and entertaining in addition to knowing his stuff. The other instructor was something surprising and very special. He’s been diving for over 50 years and spent 10 years as a professional treasure hunter. He started in the days when they took fire extinguishers and screwed on regulators, then found someone to fill them with air. He’s very knowledgeable and patient and I think just what I need to get me through this.
I need to catch up with the reading – apparently the others knew they were supposed to read chapters 2 & 3 before class, but I didn’t know and didn’t have the book. I had plenty of time to read it Friday night – the class started about an hour after I got there while the three high school girls in the class were fitted out with snorkels and fins and masks. I still have all my stuff from my honeymoon in 1998, and I’m determined not to buy anything unless I finish the class.
To pass I have to complete 4 open water dives. That means a trip somewhere in the next month to do the dives. That will be fun and should work out well as a little anniversary trip for me and Fred, which was the whole point of this really. Although funnily enough, Fred asked me last night why I was taking scuba right now. Duh! We talked about it in that therapy session with Rebecca that Fred came to and he didn’t remember AT ALL. Ha! Who’s got memory issues now, bucko?
Anyway, I’m taking it. I like it and despite being completely exhausted and starving after the class ended at 10:30 pm, didn’t do too badly.