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So you are now wondering what exactly I was wearing to come up with this theory about not being embarrassed. Well I am sure the pictures will appear at some point but this is not the place at least not while I am writing. That and Dan said he would kill me if I put them on the web... this lets you imagine what Dan was wearing (think pink lycra that was tight on Stacy.) For me there was a leopard print involved... Stacy was a unicorn... Dr. Chaos Conlan was a sludge worm (complete with parapodia and a sign that says "Eat Sludge Yum!").. Aaron we don't really know, but darn funny (but I didn't say darn)... And Oliver... well Oliver was asleep missing out on the joyous events. |
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So lets back step a little. The day started out in the usual way, two dives a piece, we set out the time lapse camera at turtle rock, set out the experiments and just got done before we all ran out of air or bottom time or both. By running out of air I mean we surfaced with 600 psi which is what common sense, Rob Robbin's (the dive safety officer) common sense (which when it comes to diving is better than our own as long as it is more conservative), and what the NSF requires. The day was productive but infuriating.
The slope at turtle rock is very steep. When setting out a tripod with a camera attached on a really steep slope in sixty feet of water and extra cable spooling on the sea floor (this last part was the fault of us on the surface) the term frustration comes to mind. Just ask Aaron. Thankfully all of his troubles were on camera, the one he was trying to set up. This meant constant entertainment for us watching the live feed. You would see Aaron working away and then "TIMBER" the whole tripod would come crashing to the sea floor and we would get a view of mud. Apparently what we couldn't see was that Dan and Aaron kept on tripping on the camera cord causing the spills. Then came time for the enrichments (also on film.) This involved putting down a large ring of plastic and pouring enriched sediment into it. Again the slope came into play and as soon as the bucket was dumped the sediment would roll onto the down hill side and send the ring flying. This was repeated many times. Again, pure entertainment for the peanut gallery on the surface. The rest of the dives were not quite as funny but still the slope was very apparent.