Diving the S16
Key West April 2002
Depth 260fsw
Boat - Dream, Lost Reef Adventures
![]() Now I know how to manage a scooter, get someone else to lift it hehe.. ![]() Al helps Joe get his scooter
Cindy relaxes after her dive. ![]() Big Long Video Story???? or maybe a square fish??? ![]() Long ride back.. Time for a snooze.. ![]() Hmm.. I know that folded right when I took it out of the box..
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The week prior to these dives had been one
of wall to wall preparations, Late night mixing and stage rigging parties
at The-Scuba-Shop, as the graduating deco class prepared their new gear to do the
checkout dives with their instructor, and I prepared for my
trip. I was swamped with questions but finally somehow I wound up in
the car on Saturday morning with 3 full sets of tanks and a bunch of
filled but 1/2 rigged deco bottles. Well at least I was set for the
first day.. I figured I'd have time to finish the rest for the second day in my
hotel room :-)...
It was such a pleasant drive down, and I arrived early. The sun was shining and I could hardly see any waves on the water as I drove over the bridges. Arriving at Key West I had an exciting time locating the dive store but eventually realized the street signs were painted on the trees and then things became much better. Next time I will bring a GPS :-). Gradually the group trickled in, each with their vehicles visibly burdened down with gear. We loaded the boat at around 1:00pm and set off for the wreck. It was about 14 miles offshore and took an hour to reach the first stop. Here Mike and Joe were jumping in to check out some numbers and see what's there. This was cool for me since I normally never get pictures of divers on the boat since I'm always too busy messing around with my own gear to bother with the camera just before a dive. Although I have to admit I was a little envious when I saw them slip into the inviting water. It was a really beautiful deep blue colour. After a few minutes they were back on board and underway to the S16. They had found the spot but they found only a pile of junk, Oh well, just looking for stuff is a great deal of fun. This time the camera went back in the bag and I started to get ready, and made the most of the joys of my drysuit on a hot boat minutes before the dive. At least it's not July I thought to myself. Gear on, I wobbled over to the platform and waited for the signal to jump, all four of us together. To be followed by Mike and Joe in a few minutes. I love that part when gravity takes a short vacation for an hour or so. I found the line and descended pretty quickly. There was a slight current but nothing to worry about and best of all nothing to make you use up tons of gas going down :-)... I could feel it get colder as I passed a couple of thermoclines. Vis on the bottom was about 40-50ft but quite dark so I popped out my light. The line was tied off on the highest point of the wreck, that I think is called the conning tower. It was exactly as I had expected to find it, all sleek and smooth with hardly any hatches or anything. Sort of like an impenetrable funny shaped sausage. I had time to make a couple of laps around the wreck, and noticed all of the little holes in the side between the outer hull and the inside hull. A submarine is certainly different. As I passed the bow I turned over and looked back up it was so slim almost like a knife edge cutting through the water. Not too many fin kicks put me back at the conning tower and I passed over to the other side and was really amazed to find that I could swim right underneath the wreck since not all of it was buried in the sand. I checked my depth as I did this and registered 259. There was plenty of growth covering the hull, and again lots of those sharp spiky oysters. Instinctively I kept my new suit away from these as much as possible Crikey!!!! I was just making another lap when I
spotted someone flashing me with their light, and it was Joe. It was
really cool, he passed me his scooter, I had been promised this
scooter try a couple of dives before out but we had got blown out. I was
so excited to get the chance again that I could hardly clip the thing off fast
enough. I was imagining all kinds of funny things happening, like my
mask blowing off, or regs free flowing allover the place but it wasn't
like that at all. I just sort of took off, and tried to
remember all the things I had been told about how to do it, like "let it
pull you from the d ring", and "use only one hand" and all
that stuff. It was so cool I had been worried about crashing into
the wreck but it was not a problem.. I did a whole entire lap and had more fun
than Hmm.. well "you know what"!!!! Joe it was really
awesome of you to let me try your scooter, thanks a bunch, but now I don't know
whether it was a good thing for my bank account. I have
started a new scooter fund already. Only $3499.00 to go
:-/ but I WILL get one somehow. After taking care of gear and checking in at the hotel we had a cool dinner and of course rehashed the whole dive over again. Then out of the blue. Key West got attacked by a wicked storm overnight which basically scotched our dives for the next day. We tried two times to get out beyond the reef, but with all that heavy gear sliding around on the boat it was just too bad. It is a humungous task to unload the boat, 16 sets of gear, and several scooters, you can imagine what we were thinking as the sun came out right after we had finished.. Oh Well.. the Wilkes Barre will still be there, maybe soon I will get another shot at it. |