Careful there or this guy might come back.
HOLY COW! HOLY FREAKIN COW WITH A SIDE OF TOMATOES!
I am just glad there weren’t pictures.
I know that lake. A local dive group goes down there to do certifications and testing. We always take extra precautions and assemble a HUGE floating apparatus out of PVC pipe marking our diving spots. Until now I just thought the divemasters were being overly cautious!
Did you actually bait-and-bean them? Cause that would just have been great.
Enjoy,
Steven
Naw but not because I was afraid to put my perky puppies on display or anything.
I was too upset and just wanted to get the hell away from the lake to swill copious quantities of alcohol.
I really thought the boat was going over his spine.
Not to hijack this thread or anything but I hate hate hate diving in Travis.
Last time we went, I got separated from my partner in seconds because the water was so murky.
Started up for the surface and discovered I wasn’t going anywhere fast.
Turned out my fins were totally entangled in fishing line.
Managed to cut my way out finally but it was not a fun experience.
Thought I was under control but I blew my tank pretty quickly.
I would never dive there without a knife.
ummmm…
anyone here notice that if you read this thread from the very top without pausing the first words are FisherQueen Fucking redneck fishermen?
I hope I can be forgiven for expecting a more pornographic-type post than what I got. I don’t know about you all, but I, for one, feel cheated. This is a blatant example of ‘bait and switch’. 
I would have expected fishermen to show more respect for their Fisherqueen. Maybe if you were wearing your crown…
See, now you’ve gone and given **Fisher Queen ** that mental image, which is, from what I understand, something she was trying desperately to avoid.
Of course, we all have **Jeff Olsen ** to thank for what has to be Most Disturbing Mental Image in Recent Memory ™… :eek:
That must have been a terrible feeling. I’ve had enough “what if a boat is coming as I surface” hysteria attacks to know how that feels. Wouldn’t wish that on anyone and I was very glad to get to the part of your post that mentioned your husband had suffered no lasting injury.
Visibility is usually pretty crappy, and yes a knife is a required piece of equipment(goddamn mono-filiment line!), but when you’re hundreds of miles from any type of shoreline you learn to take what you can get. Going with a good group makes a big difference too. I think the group picked Travis because it has all kinds of features which make it appealing to divers of various experience levels. A couple of wrecks, a grotto or two, a dike for a wall dive, etc. Open water divers can feed fishies, advanced divers can hit the grotto and wrecks, divemasters can do night dives and get credit towards instructor-level work for helping supervise the other classes. People going for Rescue Diver levels can get credit for helping set up the safety gear and dive zones. Add in the convenience of established campgrounds(indoor plumbing), dive shops to refill tanks, dining, shopping, etc. and the appeal becomes a bit stronger.
Still pales in comparison to the carribean, but one of the better all-around diving venues in the area for larger groups of varied experience levels.
Enjoy,
Steven
A research group captured an odd dolphin off the New Jersey coast; it had feet!
After it had been photographed and measured, the creature was prepared for release.
One of the researchers asked, “Since we’ve already gathered our data, wouldn’t it be a kindness if we amputated those extra appendages so it would be like other dolphins?”
“Not on your life!” exclaimed the lead scientist.
“That would be defeeting the porpoise.”
As Lynn pointed out, this is a most excellent curse. I would have also liked to have seen “and may your shotguns rust.” I guess you done and already covered the huntin’ angle though.
Wow, that sucks. I live on the West Coast, and never had a problem with snarky boaters when I went out swimming.