I told myself that Nice would be the last competition this year....so how do I find myself now registered for Lotta Ericson's Triple Depth competition in Dahab?
Well, the Elf and I had some time ago booked a fortnight's holiday in Dahab, for rest, relaxation, and the odd Scuba dive here and there. Perhaps finally get to grips with my old new camera rig. Ah yes, the camera. After several dunkings in the swimming pool and quarry, I came to the conclusion that the Epoque DS150 strobe was no more likely to remain dry inside than a cabin on The Titanic. Also that the DCL-20 Wide-Angle lens had more vignetting than a fly in a pillar box gets. So back it all went to Cameras Underwater. A small triumph for the beleaguered consumer - they took back both the lens and strobe in good faith. The lens was simply not meant to work with the PT-027 housing, and the strobe was a dud. In their place I then bought a beefier strobe - the ES230, with a more substantial battery cover - and a longer strobe arm. Beware to those who make impulse purchases at dive shows, and fail to research beforehand.
So how did the plans for Dahab go pear-shaped? Well they didn't really, it was all a re-evaluation of the options. If you happen to be in town when someone has kindly organised an AIDA freediving competition, it seems rude to decline the offer. ( Especially when one of the disciplines is Free Immersion - a personal favourite, and not often offered as a competitive discipline. ) I was thinking along the lines of doing one day's training, and one discipline only, so 2 days in total. That would leave the Elf to her own devices for a couple of days, unless she could find something like a TDI Trimix course to attend. Strangely enough, these do exist in Dahab, but it looked like this would be a 3 day course. OK, so that would equal one day's training and 2 disciplines. Oh dear, no, the Trimix course is a 5 day affair. That would mean I'd be forced into 1 day's training, 1 rest, and all 3 disciplines. I think that's what they call a done deal. Plus we still get at least half a dozen rec dives on the bubblers.
The Elf doesn't know that I might also be bringing a small camera crew along for the occasion. Let's just keep that one under our neoprene hoods for now.
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No such thing as a win win situation in the Harris - Storm house. Mume thinks Elf is doing Trimix to amuse herself while he scuttles off to kill some more brain cells with fancy titled disciplines. I'm surprised there are any left to kill! Little does he know that the deeper he goes, Elf goes deeper still. This is starting to burn some notes!
So, 60 metre man ... how deep shall we take this? Coz there ain't no catching me once I'm on helium ;).
Elf might not know about the film crew but then Mume doesn't know that Dahab is the Giant Roachie capital of the world.
mmmm and I can vouch for that... several Roachies a night at the BishiBishi backpacker camp.... but then I don't think they take elfs!
deeper and deeper and deeper still....
can I join in?
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