
Here are a few more. All photos taken by Bryan Reyna and are copywrited. Visit his flikr page (click on title of post, above) to see all of his Key Largo shots from this trip. The photo below is myself, Dave,


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Many consider the Duane to be the perfect wreck dive. Before sinking, the ship's hatches were opened and the holds pumped full of water to sink the ship. The Duane sits upright on the sandy bottom at 120 feet. Visibility today was around 50-60 feet-not great, but not too bad either. There are a number of swim-throughs and overhead environments, but I played it pretty safe and stuck to the exterior hull on the starboard side in order to get out of the way of the aforementioned current. For those of you who have never dived a wreck in a bad current the closest approximation I can give is if you imagine what a flag feels like while attached to a flag-pole in a strong wind. That is basically the position a diver takes as he or she descends (and ascends) the anchor line which is affixed to the top of the wreck. Once you descend the line you still have to stay on the leeward side of the ship, lest the current blow you off the wreck and somewhere in the general direction of
I won’t bore you all with descriptions of the shallow reef dives I’ve done in the last few days; suffice it to say that the
Yesterday’s dive on the Spiegel grove was very interesting, if somewhat brief. I was diving on air while my two buddies were on Nitrox, although they were diving an air profile. The result of this was that our bottom time was limited to my bottom time, although they absorbed less nitrogen into their bloodstream by virtue of their breathing a mixed gas. Total bottom time for this dice was about 30 minutes. Max depth was 103 feet, although we pretty much stayed between 70-80 feet. Air consumption is quite rapid at that depth so I was watching my SPG pretty carefully. The ship is in excellent condition and is sitting upright on the bottom. Visibility was only about 30-40 feet and the current was a bit strong but nothing like last year. We explored from the wheelhouse toward the bow on the port side and then briefly crossed over the top of the superstructure which is about 85 feet across. A ship the size of the Spiegel Grove requires at least 10 dives to see, more if you’re interested in penetrating the wreck which wasn’t on our agenda. There is something about shipwreck diving which blows reef diving out of the water, so to speak.
The second dive of the day was on another wreck, the Benwood. During WWII the order was given to merchant ships to cruise without navigation lights to make them a less attractive target to German U-Boats. While this strategy protected the ships against U-Boats, it failed to protect them against other merchant ships who were also running with their lights off. The Benwood collided with another merchant vessel in 1942 while it was cruising from
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Never one to take things lying down, me and four other members of our group went and booked a reef dive for this afternoon, weather be damned. Only time and our inner ears will tell whether we’d have been better off sitting by the pool drinking margaritas. The problem with diving on a 30 foot reef in this kind of weather is that the sea surge is probably as bad on the bottom as the top which presents a set of challenges relative to buoyancy not experienced on an average dive. Visibility is said to be a mere 30 feet; pretty weak by Caribbean standards, a limitless vista compared to what the north Atlantic mud-hole divers are used to. Assuming I can still focus on a computer screen when I get off the boat I’ll give you a complete review of the experience. A picture of molasses reef, where I'll be diving this afternoon, is at the upper left.
Happy week-end readers. The Patriot has drifted a bit from his earlier avowed mission to make the Republicans look alike a bunch of fascist assholes. Frankly, at this point they don’t need my help. The old political adage that you don’t commit a homicide against someone who is effectively committing suicide rings true again. Unfortunately, watching Alberto Gonzalez get a good ass fucking on CNN hardly makes up for the inexcusable waste of life in
So what’s wrong with desire anyway? With Buddhism’s focus on desire and attachment as negative mind-sets, one could be forgiven for lumping Buddhism amongst those monotheistic religions which serve a heavy portion of guilt along with their sins. If suffering is caused by desire and we continue to desire, we are constantly creating suffering are we not? Maybe there are different kinds of desire. Maybe what we think of as suffering isn’t really suffering. According to the Darmapada, life is suffering. All aspects of life. Birth is suffering, aging, sickness, death, separation from what is pleasing is suffering and of course not getting what you want is suffering. Suffering is further defined as “this craving which leads to renewed existence, accompanied by delight and lust, seeking delight here and there; that is, craving for sensual pleasures, craving for existence, craving for extermination.” On the surface this sounds kind of problematic. After all, as human beings we are driven by our desires. It is because of desire that we achieve great things. It is how we are capable of great passion and depth of feeling. But because the objects of our desire are transient, as all things are, their loss is inevitable and suffering will necessarily follow.
"Self-cherishing makes us feel depressed whenever our wishes are not fulfilled, we fail in our ambitions, or our life does not turn out the way we planned. If we examine all the times we have been miserable we shall discover that they are characterized by an excessive concern for our own welfare." (The Dalai Lama, Eight Steps To Happiness, Tharpa, 2000, p.86)
Well, that will knock you out off your pity pot. We are not unhappy simply because the world is unjust, but because we worry about ourselves too much. As an example, the pain and suffering which may arise in romantic relationships is probably rooted in an exaggerated attachment to our own happiness; the lover is seen as a vital source of happiness and we feel anxiety, depression and despair at the prospect, or reality, of losing that happiness. So what is the way out of this narcissism? Less ego. Place the other person at the center and want nothing but the best for them. This takes the selfishness out of the equation and allows a more mature relationship to develop. This goes for all types of human relationships, not just romantic ones.
This is pretty tough to do. We are so wrapped up in ourselves that we often don’t even notice that there are other people around. I was reading an article in the City section of the Times today which discussed why New Yorkers often don’t see people they know on the street even when they walk right past them: “Even when we’re not attached to I-Pods, we are perpetually preoccupied. It’s the same look we affect when we’re jogging or working out: grim, purposeful, completely given over to a higher cause-ourselves”. In order to fix the world’s karma, not to mention our own we need to pay a lot less attention to our own higher causes and a lot more to those of the people around us. That's how to break the causal chain. Peace.
A friend of mine recently hipped me onto a web site/application called Pandora. If you’re like me you are always looking for new and interesting music, but often at not your exposure to new tunes comes randomly or by accident; i.e. you overhear a snippet of a song on the radio and try to find it on I-Tunes. Then an application like I-Tunes will offer you a listing of what other customers who purchased your particular song also purchased. It’s a neat way to expand your listening but it can be frustrating since the I-Tunes algorithm makes some bizarre picks sometimes.
So I’ve been listening to the latest Neil Young release, Live at Massey Hall 1971. Considering the technology available at the time, the live solo acoustic recording is pristine, as is Neil’s guitar playing. Massey Hall in