Archive for October, 2013

Not the Best Day

October 12, 2013

But fun anyway.  We had Linsley and Kevin Mordasky, Jacki K. (on crutches), Jim Castelli, Andy J. and Alan Hicks on board for whatever might come.

We had rollers from the south east and a brisk breeze from the east northeast.  Hum.

During our ride around, we found calm water at Coolidge Point in Manchester.

As we left the harbor, going southwest, the only thought was how in the world we were ever going to get to the calm site.  The rollers were the worst because we were taking them broadside.

Oh, well.  Discretion is the better part of valor, someone said.  I turned us around and headed into the wind back into Gloucester Harbor.

We anchored in about 20 feet off NIles Beach.  At least it was calm.

There were classes of divers on the beach who had also made the decision to look for visibility in the calmest place on the cape.

We suited  up with no expectations and they were realized in the first few moments of descent down the anchor line.  Murk murkier murkiest.  And muddy to boot.

I swam around looking for anything interesting to video.  Here’s a frame grab from a shot of a fuzzy hermit crab who had climbed up a steel post on a mooring:


It was quite a feat of mountain climbing on its part.

The rest of the gang was on board when I returned and the sky had darkened.

We all agreed that one was enough and retired to a laugh-filled lunch at Mile Marker 1 in the marina.

Flat Like Pancake

October 5, 2013

That’s the way the ocean looked as we drove around this morning.  Some predicted a freshening breeze from the north and east, but with two new (to us) divers on board today, I wanted somewhere contained.  John S. and David S. were eager to get wet and so were Jim C. and I.  Andy had an ear problem, but drove all the way from Worcester to help with the boat even though he couldn’t dive.  What a friend!

The Folly Cove Pier looked good and I anchored south of the Lobster Pool Restaurant amidst huge boulders.  The water was somewhere between 52 and 59 degrees, depending on how deep you ventured.  It was almost high tide, but the visibility was about 10 feet.  I scoured the bottom for video-worthy subject matter and ended up with a sequence that had this image of me:


The second dive was at Lanesville Shores.  The wind had picked up some and passing boat traffic had bouncy results for anyone staying on the boat.  Nevertheless, we all explored huge boulders and crevasses in water that was clearer, but colder.

The sun tried peeking through buckling clouds on the way home.  Andy and I saw shafts of silver light hit the ocean’s surface with dark clouds all around.  The water’s surface sparkled.

Not too shabby for early October.