Well…
I remember the day slightly differently.
It was a bit choppy outside the harbour walls, as is normal with a slight breeze. When we cleared away it calmed down. On site we had a slight delay as slack was a bit later than expected.
Nigel dropped in first, I was ready, but awaited the anticipated previous announcement that the YBOD boys would drop in first to do the line to the top of the wreck. After Mark shuffled in, closely followed by Howard, I grew a bit impatient, as the third member was still kitting up. I jumped in and possibly caused some confusion as I came upon Howard a few metres down, I gave him an Ok, and expected to move past him, but he turned and headed down… as did Mark a few metres further down… Ooops… ah well, not my problem! Down we went to 53m, the others buggered off and did their thing, and so did I.
Vis was unspectacular, but do-able, pitch black without a torch, and maybe 3m with…… depending on how bright your torch was! I poked around a bit, found a few mugs, that I left behind as they seemed a bit dull, and some broken glass and bits of wood, I also got in a bit of a scour at 54m whilst doing so. In amongst these bits I found two brass keys, one of which fitted a safe that I stumbled across, and I managed to bag 5 ingots of Silver, unbeknownst to all onboard, as I kept my hoard secret, not wanting to cause a stir amongst the others. I decided to cut short my bottom time as anything after this was a bit of an anti-climax, everything went without a hitch as per usual. Back on deck it was bacon butties and back to port, with the usual tirade of deco and kit technicalities.
But then again it could just be complete bollox, like most things!
Thanks to Paul for organising, and Dave for skippering
Alan
Edit: Lots of starfish around, and a sizeable dogfish swam passed, other than that I didn't see much fish life!