Turtles and Throw-up: Scuba Diving in the Bahamas

Over spring break, I went on a cruise and got a chance to go Scuba Diving for the first time in 8 years. We dove in Freeport, Bahamas and went two dives approximately 10 minutes off shore. The dive was at a site called “caves, which featured a complex network of coral arches and caverns in about 75 ft of water.

Aside from the initial clumsiness of setting up and getting adjusted to rental Scuba gear, the dive went really well. If you’ve gone snorkeling or scuba diving in recent years, you’ll know that a lot of coral reefs are bleached over, but this dive was just the opposite. The corals were alive, colorful and full of fish. We even saw 6 or 7 Caribbean reef sharks. Sharks are interesting little creatures. They are a lot like dogs. Curious, playful and fast! They will come swim around you and check you out to see if you have any food, but they’re pretty docile overall. After ascending from the first dive, I began to feel pretty nauseous. I had never gone diving on a boat before, and it was very rough that day. I’m not one to usually get sea sick, but good gosh I got so sick. After losing my breakfast, I felt much better and went on the second dive.

The second dive was called “chambers” because it had a sunken hyperbaric chamber (Apparently it was defective so they decided to sink it many years ago). The dive was in about 60 feet of water and was full of sharks like the last dive, except we were fortunate enough to see a massive loggerhead sea turtle. I’ve seen turtles before but never this big. He was about 5 feet long and 4 feet wide. I saw him coming from about 40 feet away, and he cruised right by me and kept on going. He apparently wanted nothing to do with the flailing bubble breathers. The rest of the second dive went really well, except my buddy Wesley got sea sick…under water. Throwing up under water is a scary thing because the first thing you do after throwing up is take a huge inhale. If you don’t have your regulator in your mouth, you will suck in a lung full of seawater and drown. Luckily, Wesley remembered his training and left his regulator in while he proceeded to blow chunks in 30 feet of water. What a legend. Back on the boat we celebrated having both gotten sick over some much needed water. Overall, it was an amazing experience, and it really makes me want to do more diving in the future…perhaps with some Bonine.

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