Joel, the "tarp" thing is a reference to ginie Springs and other places - we have no tarps - we have vans with carpet and cd players. We listen to Metallica while we gear up, and we do not get anything dirty. We put our dryuists on in the airconditioning, and keep everythig neat and clean. Tarps are for dumb red necks who like to take the dirt home wtih them to their trailers. By the way, if you took the captains hats off of their greasy heads, you could not distinguish your fat slobs from our fat slobs until they talked with their Brooklyn accents. How do all of these guys know so much about us ? They have things a tad screwed up, but they at least know about each little thing. Take that Parker thing - they knew I was there, and yet thought I was a safety diver - I set them up (Parker and Gavin), with Bill Main and Lamar English. Lamar and I had to call our dive, as it turned out the cave went deeper than we thought, and had mixed the wrong gas, so did our job and then went downstream where it is shallower. The cave collapsed behind us without us knowing it, and we did not even find out when we checked on them before we got out - we just saw that they were not back yet. The "safety" divers alerted us that something was wrong, and we went back to see. I found Gavin , but could not find Parker, and the place had gone to zero vis. I tried , but Gavin wrote me a note that he was dead, but I still tried eight more times. Not having ever been to the cave before, I did not know about the domes in the ceiling, where he was. Since all of the divers who were in the water that day except for Bill Main have quit diving, and he stays away form the serious stuff, maybe that tells you something. It took JJ to get me back in the water, and then it took me several months to get Gavin back, and then he quit anyway. I remember writing in my logbook that this might be my last cave dive - it was number 77. The fact is that anyone who has any authority to grant me access to anything does so with the knowledge that I am a serious guy, and will not put up with any bullshit from anyone, like what goes on with Garvink, Bebilinda and the other fat slob, or their counterparts in cave diving - the dumb red necks. We stopped guessing a long time ago - we do it right. - G On Mon, 13 Jan 1997, JS1SUBAQUA@ao*.co* wrote: >yer doing it again --- you may be just better off dealing with the duck grass >swimming , trailer livin, tarp stomping assholes in the florida springs first >---- > >That IS an area you are familiar with ----- > >Rise above it George, you know better > >Joel > > George M. Irvine III DIR WKPP Woodville Karst Plain Project 1400 SE 11 ST Ft Lauderdale, FL 33316 954-493-6655 FAX 6698 Email gmiiii@in*.co*
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