Like Being in a Bus Station Full of Flounders

That’s how Peter described their dive on the USF NH today.

He says:

“We jumped into 25 foot visibilty water.  We could see 25 feet, which meant I could see the wreck from the surface.  We were tied up on the buoy with Richard Brandolini on his first dive of the year and LD.  It was an every man for himself sorta dive (some of you might call it solo diving), but Richard and I occasionally bumped into each other and we could hear LD diggin’ and poundin’ and as long as the noise didn’t stop, we knew he was OK.  If fact, his efforts of diggin’ produced two bullets, a couple of small cinch nails, and rusty knees on his dry suit.

Richard and I sailed down the front of the rock, assiduously dodging flounders as they ricocheted hither and yon, to and fro.  It seemed like a million of ‘um, but I stopped counting at 15 and that was 1/2 way through the first dive.  We spotted a hugely fat (pregnant?) sea raven on the bottom, a myriad of short lobsters (perhaps they’re coming in?), several eggers (did they carry these eggs all winter?), and two baseball-sized hermit crabs.  Stay tuned for the answers to these questions coming in a future blog.

We never moved the boat, and I was clueless, but LD had us tied to the buoy on the wreck so it was a very easy unanchoring process.

As we sailed under the Blynman bridge, after having been told by the bridge to do so, we went by a lobster boat, pulling pots in the river – sheesh!

I think we covered it all.”

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