Warmer is Better

The sun was only peeking through foggy haze as we drove around to find the best dive site.  There were still waves and rollers to the south and wind was supposed to be freshening all day from the same southerly direction.  North it was to be.

We had Bill Low and three members of the Northshore Frogmen club – Dan Hering, Lauren and LeeAnn (?sp).  Crew were Veronica and Peter.

I wanted warmer water (fat chance) and better visibility than we’d had yesterday.  Maybe continuing further around the north end of the island would provide it.  I chose Gully Cove for the first dive site and anchored just east of Gully Point.  The water was about 30 feet deep and looked marginally clearer than yesterday.  Peter reported 57 degrees at 35 feet, but it was colder deeper.

There was an ear-splitting shriek as one member of the crew hit the cold water in her wetsuit.  I think air raid sirens sounded in sympathy all around the bay.  She later said the cold water felt like a monster invading her suit to grip her in cold claws.  What an image!  Of course, as soon as her body warmed up the infiltrating rivulets, she felt comfortable enough to make two dives there.

The others were successful in lobster hunting as well as general sight seeing.

We certainly felt the effects of the southerly wind blowing across the cove.

The Captain dictated a less chilly site for the second dive.  I thought the deep point at Folly Cove might fill the bill.  As we came around Halibut Point, there were lots of fishermen trolling for blues and stripers.  I kept on course and, as we approached Folly’s outer edge, the water indeed looked calmer and the bluff diverted the chilly breeze.

Everyone went back in for more fun.

I think a blast was had by one and all.

I had spinach and cheese pita pockets, an apple, and V-8 thanks to V.  The Captain had a turkey sandwich from the same source.

It turned out that the visibility wasn’t as good as it had been in Rockport, it was still a beautiful place to dive.

We had a long session at this site and, although the vote was a tie as to whether we should leave the last diver and  head home without him, we returned to the marina with everyone we started with.

Good fun with nice people.

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