The day started cloudy with dribbles of last night’s rain.  But it was forecasted to improve considerably.  We had a great group scheduled to go out and we headed  north as the southerly breezes built while we were loading up.  There were Linsley and Kevin Mordasky from Stafford Springs, CT and Linda and Kerry Hurd from New Hampshire along with Bill Low from Middleton aboard.  We also had Veronica and Peter as crew.  The Captain kept us under control at all times.  I drove the boat and picked the first spot.

Sometimes we call it Lanesville Shores.  Other times we call it N*ked Man Beach, because of the folk we can see on the rocks.  Of course we never look.  Much.

I anchored in 25 feet but watched the depth drop to 32 as we swung around.  I knew the bottom was full of boulders and had little kelp, so us videographers would have good-to-great visibility as the tide turned.  It was dead low as we dropped the hook.  There was a brownish layer at the thermocline and, as I dropped through it, I thought I needed to clear the inside of my mask from the defog I’d used.  No, that wasn’t it at all.  It was just a very thick thermocline with schleeren (sp?) that made everything seem to be out of focus.  Below it was 30 feet of visibility and 53 degrees.  Above it was 5-10 feet of visibility and 56 degrees.  It was very green on top too.

Kerry and I worked on getting rock steady shots and everyone else was exploring.  Pete caught a yellow sea raven and put it in a bucket for release later in a filming experiment.  Kerry videoed hydroids and his lights caused the whole rock wall to turn vivid pink.  It was beyond pink, all the way into fuchsia.

There were no boats out at all and we didn’t get rocked too badly with passing wakes.  The breeze had died or never made it up to the top of the island at all.  Anyway, the sea was oily flat and smooth as glass.  It got HOT!

Thanks to Linda Hurd who kept up with our diving equipment needs and wants.  She delivered ice packs and cameras and cold drinks and replaced each in its turn.  It was great to have her help.  Thanks to Veronica for bringing the legal snacks which I snarfed up unashamedly.

Pete chose the second site.  He wanted to return to the rocky jumble of boulders next to the Lobster Pool Restaurant.  That was an easy choice.  I anchored in about 40 feet of water on a mucky sand bottom, and we dragged until we hooked on something.  The breeze turned us around and we pointed into the cove.

Again, it was clear on the bottom and Kerry and I went looking for the five year old northern red anemone.  He found it (or its cousin) on the flat surface of one of the boulders at the corner of the pile.  I’d looked on every rock face and couldn’t find it even though that’s where it had been the previous day.  Who knew they could walk around?

The yellow sea raven had its moment in the sun and posed very quietly for my camera before swimming jauntily away.

Everyone had smiles on their faces as Linda Hurd took this picture:

Divers on a Perfecto Day

Divers on a Perfecto Day

From the left, Bill Low, Linsley Mordasky, Kevin Mordasky, Fred Calhoun, and Kerry Hurd.

It was a great day of diving and being with friends.

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