Nathan took work off so we could go to the dive shop and then Windy Point to meet up with Melissa and Chris for a after work dive. I was going to put my reg set on rent to own. I had it in my mind to purchase the alpha 8 with its matching octo and then analog gauges. I hadnt planned on Nik being such a good salesman, I did get the Alphas, and a nice little lesson on why I do like this perticular reg, less moving parts. Im simple, less moving parts mean less chances of it breaking in my mind. Moving on to the gauges I get a lesson on the different types, and why I need a computer. He made alot of sense, first he approached it from the technology standpoint, then to add on to that, and knowing I am thrify he went on to the costs and somehow he justified it. I am a very hard sell, and Nik won that battle. Next thing I know Im grabbing a gear bag, and clips, and apperently I HAVE to have the flashlight... oh and dont forget the new mouthpiece. So while my new layaway is getting tested and hooked up I start realizing its not mine yet, it doesnt feel MINE. Sooooo I pay it all off. Yea thats right, I go from putting 250 down to plopping my 2 weeks grocery money and clothing fund money in the hands of Oak Hill. HAPPY NOW? It feels so damn good though, I wanted to sleep with my computer but I figured Nathan didnt want to share the bed with us so Bessie (yes thats her name, reg doesnt have a name yet as I am unsure if its male or female) slept in her bag.
My planned hour in the dive shop turned to 4 so we knew we wouldnt have time for a dive before Melissa and Chris get to Windy so we hang out. Since Im in the wetsuit I get a bit warm and decide to get in the water. Yea uhhhh it was cold...Ive started to wear the 5 mil because it is a much better fit, but I hadnt realized just how much warmer that 7 mil is. It was horrible, I did not like being in the wetsuit without my BCD on! I lasted just a few minutes before I decided to get out and just sit and wait. At this time Im giving Nathan the evil eye, he has the hood , the 7 mil, the nice happy warm gloves and the extra layer of man handles to keep him warm.
Chris shows up and I can already tell hes either A. Not diving, or B. Going in slacks and a polo, I assumed it was A. He was walking with a limp so he was just going to be an observer. Finally my Melissa gets there, yay dive time. As we catch up about the gear I just bought we start to go over the plan for the dive. Nathan seems to understand the dive plan, and he knows I like organization, hell in the car ride over I had just told him "now were not going there to have fun were going to dive, so no playing around and popping down in front of me without warning" Diving to me is fun, when we plan the dive and dive the plan. In all aspects of life things follow according to my to do list and when they dont the fun for me is less and or stops. Nathan on the other hand thinks that makes me a old fuddy duddy or whatever. That should have been my first indication that its hard to dive with someone you share a bed with.
Without going into to much detail I will state that we did not follow the plan, me and Melissa tried, but we failed to get Nathan to grasp the concept of turn left. It didnt help he had problems with everything, from clearing (Its early and often babe, not when the pain reminds you) to his mask always fogged. We ended up spending 30 minutes of platform playing. From somersaults, to handstands, to hiding my bare fingers because the fish think they are hotdogs. I got to try Melissas pony bottle, dude that thing is so adorable and light, one day I want one. The good thing about staying in one spot is I got to see my improvements. My buoyancy is getting much better, Im starting to feel what is right and making small adjustments versus large ones and screwing it all up. I also noticed there was not one bit of panic or nervousness that was above normal new fear. Even when we TRIED to follow the dive plan and I was thinking I am brail diving.
In the car Nathan pointed out that I am to much a drill sgt to dive with often lol. I was good by not pointing out that he got on my nerves as well. I tend to be the bigger bully in our relationship so I let him be the one who for once got to state complaints. Disclaimer - Nathan does not read my blog as he is to ADHD. It was nice to see him under the water, so we will continue to try to dive together, and maybe one day I wont want to knock him up side he big ole head when he goofs off versus following the dive plan but for now I will always try to have Melissa there so Im not stuck being the only one not getting to follow a plan.
After we packed up we decided to go to a place that was spoke highly of, its called "The Boat House" its on the corner of 2222 and 620. Its a mom and pops type place and the food was amazing. I know I know food always taste better after diving but for real this was the best buger Ive had in a long time. They have a teeshirt that says "Catfish Patrol" that I wanted , but considering I got all my new gear I decided I shouldnt spend another 10 bucks on the cool teeshirt.
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