Sunday, February 8, 2009

The smell of neoprene...

Yesterday Lee and I stopped by Charleston Scuba as we were in route to walk on the beach. We didn't have any purpose except to say hello to our friends at Charleston Scuba, talk about anything related to diving and how we're jonesing to get back in the water... and of course, we were there to smell the neoprene.

There is nothing quite like the smell of dive gear. Of course, if you're a non-diver reading this, you're probably thinking I'm crazy. Think of our drive to dive and smell neoprene analogous to smelling freshly baked cookies. The sweet, warm smell of cookies fills your nostrils, your mouth waters and you can't wait to take a bite with an ice cold glass of milk. That is what smelling neoprene and talking about diving with other divers is like.

Our timing was good as no one else was in the shop. (This is rare.) Michelle and Gary were there. We shared stories and looked at gear. I learned that Michelle completed her Divemaster certification. (Way to go, Michelle!)

Bottom line: It was great to stop by the shop, see my dive friends and smell the neoprene! I can't wait to get back in the water.

I Can't Wait...

As suspected, it is an involved process to become a volunteer diver. But the perks are worth it. Swimming with fish, feeding them, prepping their food, educating visitors and much more. There is much to share about this new aspect of diving...

Next stop is to get a physical from the "Scuba" doctor here. I'll keep you posted