| Noticed a bad nark last year. Was doing the Nyon of the south coast at 35mon air. We were second to go in and there was a bit of a swell. Usually am ok with icky tums but not today. The icky feling never left me. Got to the wreck and my buddy saw me finning off like a loon. Came back a little later after finding the car windscreens I was looking for but had a feeling of dread the whole dive. I did not even want to deploy my DSNB. I felt something would go wrong Came up the shot. Headed back in.
Strange thing was I never thought I was narked till I was back on the rib.
Gammon double egg and chips and I was sorted. 30% next time methinks. |