Yesterday morning, team photo on the deck of Ocean Trek in Jervis Bay, NSW:
Back Row L-R: Sean, Chalky, Parky, Tricky, Anna, George.
Middle Row L-R: Eddie, Yorkie, Doc, Ivan, Rene, Dave & Dave.
Seated L-R: Tim, Me, Janet.
Exhausted but happy and proud that I didn’t disgrace myself with this bunch of much more experienced divers.
I did not drown or break anything or lose anything or get in anyone’s way.
Someone had to spend an hour in the Deco chamber because they surfaced too quickly and it wasn’t me.
Someone else aborted a dive 5 minutes in because the current was too rough and the surge too strong, but it wasn’t me.
Someone got lost and ended up miles from the boat on the drift dive and it wasn’t me (although, to be fair, the only reason I found the anchor chain was that I was following my dive buddy Matt like a puppy – I can’t read a compass for toffee).
We were never last out of or first back in the boat. Matt was diving with Nitrox so I had to try really hard not to use up my air too fast so I didn’t cut his dive short.
And I saw a Port Jackson shark asleep between three rocks that everyone else missed.