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From Tom Pritchard . . .
Live the Adventure! Eat at Willow!
We wouldn't miss George Heck as much if he left us the mess kit that contains the plates, knives, forks, cups, napkins, spatulas and other stuff that keeps the TNIs from eating like a bunch of wild animals. First George got sick; we could live with that. Then he went on vacation with his wife. A quaint idea; I should try it some time, but geez George - drop off the mess kit, willya? Thanks to Roger Heins we had a grill, but hostess Linda Sackrison had to flip burgers and dogs with Terry Martzall's dive knife. Fortunately most of the cooties on Terry's knife die in Willowater. Nobody wanted to pass around the 2 liter soda bottle once Gerhard mentioned "backwash." Everyone scrambled to find an ersatz drinking container and, through the grace of God, it was too dark to see who was drinking from a dive bootie or mask. I have no idea how people ate the potato or macaroni salad. The Boston creme pie was an adventure. The suggestion to spread it on Terry chest and slurp it up was rejected for a variety of reasons. I decided against it b/c I was afraid I'd have to explain to my wife why I had hair stuck between my teeth. "No dear, I wasn't with another woman." "No dear, I wasn't at the McGreevy's." Most people used their hand as a plate; Greg Kulp used his dive belt buckle. No matter where you looked, it was ugly! If Emily Post were there, she would have gouged out her eyes with a fork - at least then we would have had a fork to flip the burgers! Diving went better. Kulp and I decided to leave the 8 ft viz in the main quarry for the close confines of the murky caboose lagoon. Terry, ZMan, Roger, and Liz (sans C-card) went caving at the other end of the quarry. If you decide to enter the cave, remember to use your reel; after all, 8 ft viz in a 10 ft cave could be a problem, especially since it's too small to accept a buddy pair. Chris Gable better wear a hood next week so that he doesn't freeze his last million brain cells. (Note to Chris: Damaged brain cells don't regenerate; they migrate to your back and sprout hair. Trust me!) Jay Bell and newbie Skip, who has been diving in the Persian Gulf, stopped by but wisely decided not to eat with us. Mild Bill Hockley made an appearance as well as a few anonymous divers who created their own roaming siltout. GMan didn't dive; he came for the food and the company. If I were his family, I'd be severely offended
From Bob Hanna . . .
8/21/04 Dutch Springs
The largest crowd I have ever seen was present Saturday. But we still got our table of choice, the Western most access point on the Penninsula side about 10 feet from the water. This was a special day because I cooked a recipe called Asian Sea Bass. Natasha Harmuth and Dave Gaiski were my Dive Partners. We only did one dive because of the weather. We were protected from the worst of the rain by the Gazebo but we could not get warm between dives.
This was an inportant dive because it illustrates the mentoring available through Smokeys. Natasha had not dove in a year. It takes a little encouragement and the kind of help a buddy should provide to get back in the water. She had two good buddies, and will return to Dutch Springs in September.
8/26 Willow Spring
23 divers signed up for a Thursday night dive. That is a big number for August. Ralph Spaydjr and I did a dive from the Lobster Dock area going S along the wall around to the firetruck, then the Quest, and back along the ropes. What was amazing is I did this 37 minute dive wearing a 3 mill. We then feasted, and played in slide format the N Car Dive Trip pictures.
Keep on diving and LIVE THE ADVENTURE!!!
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