SCUBA diving not being a hobby but like a lifestyle, or better yet, like an illness. More and more its become a true statement at least for me and the crew I normally dive with.
From my experience, there's a paradigm shift when you catch the bug. And, when I say "catch the bug", I'm not talking about your "once every two-three year resort" diving bug; I'm envisioning the "once to several times a week, I'll dive anything at least once" fever. When this "infected" diver passes by a body of water, he wonders if it's dive worthy. Free weekends at home become less and less; Vacation plans involves some body of water; gift he gives and receives is usually dive (or water) related.
Here's an illustration. Below is a picture of me w/ The Fog in Cozumel, just a couple of hours before his wedding. The photograph was taken by head usher, Silverman. And, Yes. We all made it to the wedding on time, just barely.
Something Old:
Tusa Fins
Something New:
Diving Palancar Reef
Something Borrowed:
The AL 80 on his back
Something blue:
The Water All Around.
Cozumel at 80' with the groom hours before his wedding.
Originally uploaded by Knight Diver
If you're ever interested in getting this sick, let me know...
1 comments:
Yes - my wife would agree it is an illness. Only because I swerve off the road anytime we pass any form of water. It can be a drainage ditch or stock pond or toy pond or river or (my favorite) old, small quarries just off the road and I rubberneck it and dream . . . How can I find a way to dive it?
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