A Day in the Life of TBS
We can only dive on
days when the weather is good and the wind is nearly nonexistant. Otherwise,
the visibility in the water is zero, and the boat gets thrown all over the
place. When the conditions are right, we get up early and head out. Typically
we're on the road at 6:30am. Even then, the traffic is horrible!
This is the way Susie rides along,
with her arm on the armrest looking to see where we are going! When we get
close to the water, she can smell it and starts
heading out of the marina, into the gulf of Mexico.
It can be a bit brisk
in the mornings, especially in the Spring and Fall.
As you can see,
it's still pretty early. We're now a few miles out, just about to the site.
We're at the site
now, and it's already warmed up to t-shirt weather.
Out comes the diving
flag, and in I go! Susie has to stay tied up on board or she'll jump in after
me, tiring herself out trying to bite the bubbles of my regulator. She howls
the whole time I'm down below -- I can hear her all the way on the bottom!
Susie at the helm, glad
to see that I'm back in one piece.
Here's what all the
work is for -- the best live rock you'll ever see.
Now all that's left
to do is go back to the marina, pull the boat out, drive back to the shop,
unload the rock and sand, package it up, load it on to the truck, drive it to
the airport, unload it, and send it on its way to you! Phew!