for those of you who are actually interested in my little adventures, i guess i'll write about my latest one.
went with manuel to the usual place.
did the usual routine, although this time we went out past the dog park area only to find that it looked like the area beyond there had been dredged. lots of tiny fish in large schools, but other than that, nothing.
swam through a shitload of seaweed around the dogpark, which isnt my favorite thing to do, then we went back to where those two big wheels are.
for some reason, i decided i wanted to go deeper, maybe cuz i'd seen it all.
so i attempted to clear my ears and was actually successful time and time again.
so eventually i'd go out further into the lake and dive to where i couldnt see the bottom from the surface. i dove for maybe 15 feet and still couldnt see the bottom. i continued. finally i saw this yellow line. it continued as far left and right as the murky water allowed me to see. i still couldnt see the bottom. i got closer to the line and saw some definition it in. it was actually a rope. from this distance i could also see the lakebed. it was only a few inches (6) below the rope.
coincidentally directly under me was what allowed me to understand what the rope was actually there for.
there was this black shiny cage. and in this cage was a 5-inch prawn gripping the top of the cage and trying to get out.
now. everyone i tell this to asks two questions.
1) did you take out the prawn?
no. i kinda realized i was maybe 50 feet down in the water and thought oxygen might be a better commodity than a single prawn.
2) is that even legal, prawn trapping?
hell if i know. look it up your damn self.
so that was the major excitement of the trip, other than actually being able to go down that far.
and being down that far theres a definite temperature change in the water. it goes from tolerable and changes maybe around 20 to 30 feet to butt-ass cold. its hard to stay down there that long even if i did have more breath.
found a bunch more crap around the two major dump sites when i could go out further. i even found a BBQ lid. you know the kind: the generic, black circular ones.
check out the rest of manuel's pix here under "under pressure". the quality aint his fault. shots were taken through a plastic bag.
i took some shots of my own with a double-bagged disposable camera.
got one more shot to waste then its off to fred meyers to see what water-soaked film turns out to look like. i took it down with me to 40/50 feet. so i think the seal of the bag couldnt hang. pussy.
went with manuel to the usual place.
did the usual routine, although this time we went out past the dog park area only to find that it looked like the area beyond there had been dredged. lots of tiny fish in large schools, but other than that, nothing.
swam through a shitload of seaweed around the dogpark, which isnt my favorite thing to do, then we went back to where those two big wheels are.
for some reason, i decided i wanted to go deeper, maybe cuz i'd seen it all.
so i attempted to clear my ears and was actually successful time and time again.
so eventually i'd go out further into the lake and dive to where i couldnt see the bottom from the surface. i dove for maybe 15 feet and still couldnt see the bottom. i continued. finally i saw this yellow line. it continued as far left and right as the murky water allowed me to see. i still couldnt see the bottom. i got closer to the line and saw some definition it in. it was actually a rope. from this distance i could also see the lakebed. it was only a few inches (6) below the rope.
coincidentally directly under me was what allowed me to understand what the rope was actually there for.
there was this black shiny cage. and in this cage was a 5-inch prawn gripping the top of the cage and trying to get out.
now. everyone i tell this to asks two questions.
1) did you take out the prawn?
no. i kinda realized i was maybe 50 feet down in the water and thought oxygen might be a better commodity than a single prawn.
2) is that even legal, prawn trapping?
hell if i know. look it up your damn self.
so that was the major excitement of the trip, other than actually being able to go down that far.
and being down that far theres a definite temperature change in the water. it goes from tolerable and changes maybe around 20 to 30 feet to butt-ass cold. its hard to stay down there that long even if i did have more breath.
found a bunch more crap around the two major dump sites when i could go out further. i even found a BBQ lid. you know the kind: the generic, black circular ones.
check out the rest of manuel's pix here under "under pressure". the quality aint his fault. shots were taken through a plastic bag.
i took some shots of my own with a double-bagged disposable camera.
got one more shot to waste then its off to fred meyers to see what water-soaked film turns out to look like. i took it down with me to 40/50 feet. so i think the seal of the bag couldnt hang. pussy.
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