Yesterday was something of a desperate day for me. After my deep wreck dive in the morning my 700 dollar dive computer shat itself then in the afternoon to add insult to injury, my two dutch students couldn’t make it underwater to try their scuba. Such was my dismay at the latter that i offered my time free again this afternoon to correct this. I am now very pleased to say that all is well. the two dutch students have succeeded in their first dive, albeit very shallow, and my dive computer had enough function back today to use it again. I am hoping the computer remains good as i didn’t keep the original receipt, probably a good thing as i bought it in St Maarten so it would cost as much to send it back for repair – either way, i cannot be without it during august.
The Groms have now left and are safe and secure in the asylum called England. Colin managed to complete his PADI open water diver, Dean, due to being a complete faggot, got sick and couldn’t finish his but did manage enough to get his scuba diver certificate so all in all, not a bad result.
I have been working with the dive school to help pay for dean and colin’s courses. Most of my work has been with kids in the pool, showing them how to use scuba gear for a quick swim around the pool and occasionally managing to convince the parents that the kids are good enough to go to the ocean and try some more.
But that was yesterday now – it has taken me overnight to complete this entry.
I want to tell you about the amazing sunset session i just scored at ingrina. South coast swell is always welcome. I tried ingrina as the tide was dropping but i was too early. Mareta was full of groms and Martinhal just wasn’t having it. So i turned back to ingrina, the beach was empty, the sun low in the sky. I watched the sets coming in and initially wasnt impressed. I boosted my PMA and suited up. I can now get the e-bomb on unaided. from this point forward it will be referred to as the spak vest, purely and simply due to the shapes i have to pull to get the damn thing on and off again. So , with the spak vest on, i waxed up and went out – the whole fecking beach to myself. It was heaven. I was soon joined by two spanish dudes but they were hanging too far out on short boards to bother me or catch a decent ride.
But enough said, i had some good rides, tried some new footwork (thanks to scratching the surface) and impressed myself with my learning abilities whilst in my forties.
Completely knackered, i got out and even managed to get out of the spak vest without assistance – damn those trendy surfers – whatever happened to a straight forward old fashioned wet suit ? put the stereo on while i boarded up and chose a very cool album – Space, Ibiza 2009. perfect sunset tunes, all i was missing was a cold one but still, it was one of those blissed out moments that we look for all of our lives. when you work arm deep in human shit, or deal with bullshit beaurocracy (did i spell that right? i can’t be arsed to check it). You work so hard for it, i take it whenever i can – thank you very much!!!
A perfect end to my first leg of summer
tomorrow i have to be up at 3am – off to Brussels for a week to see the lucious Lana. Its been a month now and i am more than happy to say that a visit is well over due. I pity the fool that has to sit next to me on the aeroplane – the camerá have turned off my water by mistake so i wont be able to shower in the morning, infact i might just stay awake!!
More Belgian beer incoming! A belgian once told me a joke – i appologise for the language now!
whats the connection between english beer and making love in a canoe??
It’s fucking close to water !!!
Those fools at microsoft decided to fix something that wasn’t broken – they removed the hit counter! I am sure we have now surpassed the 30,000 mark and we also celebrated our 5th birthday last month here on ‘The November Archives’.
I want to finish by saying hello to Lexa & Max (alphabetical order) neither of whom i have heard from in a long long time.
keep blogging and choose life !
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