Indian Summer

Indian Summer

The weather gods shined on us last weekend sending a high pressure system that settled over Ireland delivering clear blue skys for days. Our DO reacted almost instantly, throwing together a new plan for the whole weekend for anyone that hadn’t packed their dive gear up in the attic yet. Just when we thought the diving might be finished, this extension of summer was welcomed with huge relief as many of us hadn’t been out in a month.

 

Wikipedia defines Indian Summer as a period of sunny, warm weather in autumn“. It goes on to say: The term “Indian summer” is used metaphorically to refer to a late blooming of something, often unexpectedly, or after it has lost relevance. This is comparable to the use of the term renaissance in the sense of “revival”, but it carries the added connotation that the revival is temporary. (Pasted from <http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_summer>)

 

I for one hope this revival isn’t temporary at all – and I hear another fine weekend is planned. We might not have the clear blue skies again, but a lack of rain and mild winds should mean the viz can only get better and we might just squeeze in a few more dives before we get back to the pool for next years training.

 

This past weekend a lot was going on. Cois Fharraige was all set to descend on Kilkee again and the mood was electric around the town. There was a huge blue tent erected on the way in, presumably where the festival goers with tickets were went to flock. But in these recessionary times it seems more people decided to buy a bag of cans and hang around the main street. It wasn’t just tents that littered Kilkee for the weekend. Personally, sitting out on the dive boat at Goerge’s Head was about as close as I needed to get to hear the music just fine thanks.

It was a big weekend for Peter for the launch of his new boat. He was on the slip bright and early with Anthony as first mate and a couple buddies for the first outing with the “LSAC freedive team”. We wish him the best of luck with his new boat, she’s a cracker. Check out the video of the launch on youtube. Maybe he might blog about the trip they took. I didn’t see any tanks – but they sure were out there long enough to fry an egg – I hope they brought the sunscreen.

 

 

The first dive on Saturday was to Outer Diamonds. Johnny was on coxwain test and his crew were eager to dive, if not all a bit rusty and in their stale smelling suits. Everything went pretty smoothly from launch to recovery – although some of us ended up in a bit of wash machine towards the end of the dive. I got the honour of buddying Ronnie on his first club outing of the season – it was also the first time I ever got a chance to dive with him. I was a bit nervous to be diving with such an experienced diver – and nearly missed the reef at the very start – but luckily the voice of Ciaran -” just head north for depth echoed in my head.” I thought the dive was absolutely beautiful myself. A long narrow gorge cut out of the rock filled with coral, littered with starfish and plenty of fish and even a few lobbies to view. Ronnie stopped at one point and showed me a Devonshire Cup Coral, which he told me was of great interest to the ocean community when it was discovered in Irish waters in the early days. When Ronnie and I came out of that washing machine at the end of the dive – he looked over to me and shouted, “That was fun! Can we do it again?”

 

 

The second dive was set for George’s Head and I offered to coxwain as practice for my own test Sunday.  I was kept pretty busy minding the guys bubbles and trying to keep the dive site free of jet skis. I cant comment on how the guys got on, but maybe one of lads will post a blog and Matt might add some pics.  When the day was finished, everyone was happy with their dives and many planned to come back Sunday for diving in Quilty.