Sick Out
I’ve lived in Huntington Beach, Sandy Eggo & Santa Cruz… you’d think I’dda learned to surf. I must tell you… I hate sand in my bathing suit… I hate sand in my stuff, in my food…
I’ve lived in Huntington Beach, Sandy Eggo & Santa Cruz… you’d think I’dda learned to surf. I must tell you… I hate sand in my bathing suit… I hate sand in my stuff, in my food…
When I was in high school, you always knew when it was the first day of deer season: a third of the school would be out “sick.”
Then it’s time you took up scuba diving, Brig! We love it! Look up a local dive shop and see about their “Discovery Dive” which will give you an hour or two of instruction followed by strapping on the gear and trying it out. (Usually in a YMCA pool, but sometimes in a well-controlled, dead calm bay or something.) It only costs about $50 for the experience and is well worth helping you decide on whether you like it and want to sign up for Open Water certification.
Yat… and everybody had venison that week for lunch.
Pete… I’ve never been scuba diving (fun word… scuba). I did do some snorkeling in Hawaii when I was there… I did enjoy that… complete and utter submersion might be a bit weird to get used to… but it could be fun. It sounds like you are pretty into it! You’d love Monterey… lots of diving and diving opportunities.
Yeah. Bethlynne and I certified Open Water back in ’83, when we lived in Hawaii. More recently, we gave Christmas presents of certification classes to three of our boys. They’re now Open Water certified and Bethlynne and I are Advanced Open Water. (As well as Emergency Responder and O2 Provider certified.) Bethlynne and I are going for Rescue Diver and other specialized certification on our way to Master Scuba Diver. It’s a LOT of fun.
Scuba (Self-Contained Underwater Breathing Aparatus) is also a terrific way to stay fit. You burn hundreds of calories on a dive an never realize it – until the next day, that is, when your muscles say, “You did WHAT??”
What appeal can a beach on a sunny day have? I just don’t get it.
No, really… It’s like walking into a brightly-lit oven. On the hottest days of the year, people go to the hottest place, where they can be evenly roasted on both sides, basted with salt, and served up crisp at work Monday to talk about their blisters and peeling skin. This is …fun?
sand is the worst. i agree with alley rat. water’s not so bad (i swim better than i walk these days), but as far as the sun goes next to me gollum is a competitive tanner.