Few days before the end of January 2015
I wouldn’t imagine I would come this far in diving. How far you asked? Not far, really, but the responsibility has stretched further than few years ago when I was first exposed to diving world.
The end of 2012 was a leap of faith as an opportunity to become a certified diver came to me. I was dreaming of becoming one. Freediving was the escape at that time. The 7 meter deep pool was my playground.
The certification was quite expensive trip back then, though I was joining CMAS, a less popular (thus cheaper) diving agency compared to SSI or PADI. It cost me close to IDR 2 million for it; lucky I could save that much. Yes, that was a lot. Much cheaper than what now about USD $450 for the same thing with PADI but still it takes time to save.
Open Water Diver, now after some reading and training, is much to a diver’s self.
You need to be able to take care of yourself: setting gear up, check entry, equalize on time, perform simple task, adjust buoyancy, able to read dive table, obey what the instructor told you, basic equipment handling and so and so. That really is a time of introduction where novice diver need to know before doing anything else. Probably the underline is: don’t be a bag of shit in the group.
I mean it. All you need to do is not to being a dead weight in a diving trip. An Open Water Diver needs only to know what to do for yourself when needed. That’s it. Making a dive schedule, timing for bottom time and surface interval, filling up tanks, regulator repair and such have been done by someone else. You don’t worry about that.
Things change when the manual I’m reading now start to ask things like ‘What is stress? What are the signs? What are the methods to find out? How do you deal with diver with symptoms of stress?”. Other chapter asks “Why rescue breathing is needed? How do you deliver oxygen for unconscious diver? What do you do when the pure oxygen stock is out?”. It’s lo longer saying something about Intro to Marine Life.
Suddenly everything turned the other way around.
I could no longer just sitting in the boat taking selfies, watching carelessly when minor mistake happened in front of me or probably jumped right into water when something happen. The book asks me to stop, breathe and think. Inwater and outwater alike.
It’s funny how few days training changed the way you think about things. But it’s a gift that my instructor tried his best to really train us now, in a fun way. Underwater navigation accompanied by black sea snake sounds like a lot fun right? Hahah. Relax. We have been warned before the dive. Or what about pushing your buddy in the water during shore exit training? Totally safe.
So yeah, in the middle of learning these modules, I’m writing a memento for some day to read back, maybe while hugging you.
[Tori Kelly – Dear No One playing in the back, over and over]