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Let me modify the satement; I nver get cold ( in Leon Sinks ). That stuff you guys dive takes your breath away. I jumped in like that to see how bad it was, and I could tell my hands would not like it. I had my Harvey's gloves, which worrked perfectly, and I just blew more gas into the suit than usual and that took care of that. I should have used C-4 instead of C-2, since that water was 53, but the worst was Michael Kane who dove with me in his t shirt and shorts. I can say that Catalina was awesome diving. Like Cozumel with whales and cold water, kelp , sea lions, etc. Amazing. That was a fun trip with all of you psychos as well. Jammer Six wrote: > > on 4/8/00 3:21, Trey at trey@ne*.co* wrote: > > > They may not want to get that cold - I do not get cold. Etc, etc. > > hey, Hey, HEY! > > Back it up, Stud, or I will repeat the (now famous) pronouncement you made > on the swim grid of the Great Escape! :) > > Hell, it was a highly amusing episode, and I'm going to repeat it anyway! > > We were on the Great Escape, out of San Pedro, which as far as I'm > concerned, is the western, pointy part of L.A. > Los Angeles, San Pedro, same-same. > > Trey and JJ were there, along with a handful of lessor illuminaries, at > their own expense, to give a DIR demo. The demo, the night before, went very > well, the crowd of about 60 only included one or two idiots, and generally, > the demonstration was well received. Dan had a bunch of Halcyon gear to > demo, and MHK had arranged everything. There, I got most of the credits > right. > > Fast forward to the next morning. > > We leave the dock early, and arrive for the first dive of the morning. Trey > and Pina are suiting up on the dive deck, and I find a place to Stand Where > I Can See. I tell Trey that that's what I want to do, watch. I notice that > there are several others doing the same thing, but apparently they don't > have the balls to do it out in the open, and they're trying to hide the fact > that they're watching Trey. > > Trey gets into his drysuit, zips up, and then, inexplicably, goes down the > ladder to the swim grid. > > What manner of magic is this? What mystical procedure have we all been > missing? The Great Escape rolls back onto her haunches as 40 people rush the > rear rail, to look down on Trey, and find out. > > The crowd watches, and Trey leans over, and rinses his hands in the ocean. > What is he doing? What's on his hands? Why should we do this? How do we do > this? How much does it cost? > > Trey looks up at me, and shakes his head. I have no idea what he's shaking > his head about, but I have one of the best seats in the house. > > Then, with no warning, Trey goes splash, into the ocean. Right off the swim > grid, and into the drink. Feet first. Splash. > > Everybody looks at each other. Now what? Rinsing his suit? Rinsing WHAT off > his suit? Getting the seals set? How does getting them wet help? What the > fuck, over? > > Trey comes back up the dive ladder, and silence falls. What has he learned? > Is it a skill? Can we learn it? Do we have to do this? Is this DIR? > > Trey looks at me again, shakes his head in disgust, and says > > "SERIOUSLY cold fucking water!" > -- > "C'mon, you sons of bitches, you want to live forever?" > -First Sergeant Dan Daly
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