We more or less cheated on this dive. Jeff and Susan wanted to see some seahorses and we were told that there were some at Oil Slick Leap. When we got there, there was another boat on the site, so we had to go to the next bouy, Kalli's Reef. This is a new location to honor Kalli De Meyer, the Marine Park Manager. If we were going to make it from Kalli's Reef to Oil Slick we were going to have to make good progress underwater. The only real problem was that there was so *much* to see along the way it was hard not to stop and look. I arrived at Oil Slick with 1750 lbs of air in my tank. Jeff and I surfaced to get our bearings. We were told that the sea horses were hiding in the bases of dark coral just below the small bush just south of the leap itsself. When I asked Jeff how much air he had left, his reply was "plenty." I was a little surprised by this, but he had split fins and mine are an ancient pair of skindiving blade fins. We lined up on our mark and dived to begin our search. I checked Susan's (Gill GIrl) air and she was fine also. It turned out that another pair of divers was looking at dark corals just beneath us. We began our search, but there wasn't much time until the 1500 lb turnaround point. I was about to give up when a solo diver pointed to some corals. I looked and there wrapped in the fans were some seahorses. Not only was it amazing that we found the seahorses, but that this other diver seemed to know exactly what we were searching for. We stayed a few minutes past the turnaround alarm looking at the seahorses and then began our journey to Kalli's Reef. We swam steadily along the crest of the reef. I kept a close eye on my 2 partners because I knew that all of us had to be relatively low on air. I was ahead of them and had just checked them when I felt a tugging on my fin. At first I thought that it was one of my partners out of air. We were only half of the distance back to the boat. When I looked it turned out to be the solo diver who had shown us the seahorses. He had been swimming below us and now he was pointing to some coral. We looked and saw nothing. Our air situation was critical so I signaled him a thanks and we turned back to the boat. When I approached the mooring bouy, I had just under 1000 lbs. Even a small current can make a big difference in air consumption on a swim like that. I checked Gill Girl's gague and she had just over 1000 lbs. Jeff was headed to the surface. His tank was buckled[1] in from sucking it absolutely dry. Susan offered him her octopus, but he declined. It turned out that the solo diver was Mervin, the captain of the boat moored on the Oil Slick mooring bouy. At first we thought that he had confused us with divers off his boat, but when we went by, it turned out that he was doing a custom dive with only two divers so he *knew* that we weren't *his* divers, yet he helped us anyhow. Mervin works out of Buddy Dive, so we went there the next day to meet him. He just happens to be a great person who loves the underwater world of Bonaire and wants to share it with everyone he sees. He was surprised that we swam down from Kalli's Reef though. He thought we had done Oil Slick as a shore dive. -- john. [1] Not really buckled, but he was totally out of air. |