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Well, to start things off, I'm going to tell you a story...
Club weekend away in Plymouth, last day's dive on HMS Elk. The weather was a bit blowy (at least a four, but we decided that as we were at the wreck, we were going to get in and do it, especially as it was almost definate it would be the last dive of the weekend because of the worsening weather). Non-eventful dive, about 42 minutes BT, had my drysuit on and my good old semi-dry gloves (the ones I got free with a year's subscription to Diver a few years back), and although lost my buddy whilst ascending to my stops, hung out the stops quite happily and surfaced and waited to be picked up by the boat. After what seemed an eternity, the boat arrived and I eventually got up the ladder and, whilst sitting on the side of the boat, pulled one of my gloves off to be presented with what seemed copiosu amounts of 'blood' all over my hands and inside my glove. In a panic, I pulled off the second glove and found the same. Now I was in a panic. One of the club members was a nurse, but suffered from sea-sickness and was in no fit state to help. One of the already on-board divers rushed over with a bucket of sea water and flushed it over my hands so i could see where the blodd was coming from. The red wouldn't go, at which point I quickly realised it wasn't blood at all. The guys had been out the night before, and I guess one (or more) of them had decided to play the joke. After the event, I could only laugh, but there was a moment when I thought I must have severted an artery and even began to feel faint!
Well, there's my story - anyone got one to tell?
And before you say it, I should have had my palms read!
Well, to start things off, I'm going to tell you a story...
Club weekend away in Plymouth, last day's dive on HMS Elk. The weather was a bit blowy (at least a four, but we decided that as we were at the wreck, we were going to get in and do it, especially as it was almost definate it would be the last dive of the weekend because of the worsening weather). Non-eventful dive, about 42 minutes BT, had my drysuit on and my good old semi-dry gloves (the ones I got free with a year's subscription to Diver a few years back), and although lost my buddy whilst ascending to my stops, hung out the stops quite happily and surfaced and waited to be picked up by the boat. After what seemed an eternity, the boat arrived and I eventually got up the ladder and, whilst sitting on the side of the boat, pulled one of my gloves off to be presented with what seemed copiosu amounts of 'blood' all over my hands and inside my glove. In a panic, I pulled off the second glove and found the same. Now I was in a panic. One of the club members was a nurse, but suffered from sea-sickness and was in no fit state to help. One of the already on-board divers rushed over with a bucket of sea water and flushed it over my hands so i could see where the blodd was coming from. The red wouldn't go, at which point I quickly realised it wasn't blood at all. The guys had been out the night before, and I guess one (or more) of them had decided to play the joke. After the event, I could only laugh, but there was a moment when I thought I must have severted an artery and even began to feel faint!
Well, there's my story - anyone got one to tell?
And before you say it, I should have had my palms read!