On the morning of the dive, we
had to be in the dive centre by 7 a.m., after breakfast. We duly presented
ourselves and waited for the boat to be ready. Luckily, we did not have to
carry our equipment this time and Katie was going to set it up for us. We just
took our weights and walked to the boat.
Once the boat began to head to
the diving spot, we got busy getting ready. The idea was to jump into the water
as soon as we got to the dive spot. We wore all the stuff and then waited with
our cylinders resting on a bench behind us. When the time came to get off the
boat, Katie inflated my jacket with air from my cylinder. The two valves to
control how much air was in the jacket would be operated by Katie. It would be
key to maintaining my depth in the water. A quick ascent or descent can be
dangerous, with nitrogen quickly filling up the body and leading to pain and a
trip into the decompression chamber.
I had to stand at the edge of the
boat, hold onto my mask and regulator with one hand and my weights with the
other and just step off into the sea. I was surprised that I did so with little
fuss. Atleast I knew that an inflated jacket would keep me buoyant and so was
not too stressed.
Unlike the previous day, the
weather was cloudy. This made the water dull but not cold. P and Katie jumped
in right behind me. We had to kick our way a short distance to a reef. The area
around it was shallow. We would do our three tricks there again and then begin
diving around the area.
There is something about putting
your face into the water and looking at the sea bed below and imagining that
you had to be close to it that can throw you off kilter. I panicked. Immediately,
I also forgot my breathing.
For the next half an hour, I struggled
to stay below the surface getting my breathing right while P did a snorkeling
session, patiently waiting for me to be ready. I finally calmed down enough to
remember my breathing. And Hey presto, once you do remember to calmly BOTH
breathe in and out through the mouth, it becomes easy-peasy to go underwater.
Katie began to slowly lead us
down where our heads were just below the water. She had already taught us a few
hand signs she would be using under water since we obviously could not chat
under water. She showed us the OK sign to ask if we were and we both signaled
back in the affirmative.
We went down deeper and I was not
feeling panicky any more. Just a bit scared, but manageable enough. Katie had
been swimming between us till this point. Now she hovered above us, holding our
jackets and operating our buoyancy devices. I settled into the groove of
things.
Suddenly, we began to ascend.
Huh! I was doing ok I thought. When we burst through the water, I realised that
P had signalled to be taken up. Her ear was paining.
One of the main risks of diving
is that as we go down, there is an imbalance is the pressure between and the
outer and inner ears. This can cause acute pain and eventually lead to the ear
drum being damaged. It is important to do equalization exercises to balance the
pressure every time you descend and even then there is a possibility of ear
pain. In which case, you went back to the earlier depth and began to descend
all over again.
P’s ear was not just paining but
was also ringing.
Katie decided to end our session.
It had been almost an hour and with the up and down from my ‘getting over my
panic’ sessions, combined with P’s ear pain she did not think it was a good
idea to go on.
We waved our hands and the boat
came close to us and threw us a rope which we clung to while they pulled us in.
Most people were already back in the boat. It was a relief to get out of the
equipment and dry our hair and sit in the upper deck.
We docked near Maya Beach (made
famous by the movie ‘the Beach’) and had our lunch. After a while, the non-stop
gentle swaying of the boat made me feel a bit sea sick and I closed my eyes and
lay quietly.
Dive session #2 was still to come and I did not want to be sick for it.
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