We booked a team weekend at Portland and had our fingers crossed all week last week that the weather would permit us to get some diving done.
We arrived at in Portland late on Friday night and met up with Andy Carroll and Bob Cooper, who were diving off Wey Chieftain this weekend. Bob suggested that the way that the weather was looking we might end up shooting pool rather than diving which was not the most positive news. But on Saturday morning I opened the curtains to find a more positive sight, calm (ish) waters and even a bit of sun - unheard of on a bank holiday weekend

The team
Off for our first dive which as my last 20 hours in the water were in warm tropical seas diving a single cylinder (*sigh*) we had arranged to be a shallow bimble on the countess (on Maverick) before heading a bit deeper. What a good job we did as the problems I had with my wing inflator prior to going abroad resurfaced during the dive (despite careful cleaning) and I found myself having to dump air every two or three minutes all through the dive.
A quick trip to UE when we got back to Breakwater sorted this out with a new inflator and after a fortifying fish finger sandwich and a chat to Frank and Justin (e-aquanauts) we headed out to the Frognor on Goose. I haven;t been on Goose before but it’s a quick boat and made short work of the longish journey out.
The Frognor was a 1,476 ton Norwegian Steamship measuring 260ft long and with a 37ft beam. She was built in 1907 and sank on the 29th April 1918 after being hit by a torpedo. She lies in about 38 metres of water, lying North to South and has been extensively salvaged. Vis was not great and there was not much in the way of life either so it was not the most memorable of dives. Keeping the team together on the descent was challenging due to the vis and the current but we made it to the bottom together and did a quick tour around.

Al
Two ribs turned up as the skipper was shotting the wreck and they asked whether they could shot it as well. Given that it is a smallish wreck this made for quite a crowded dive and I was mugged by an inspiration diver about ten minutes in (two fins full in the face as he swam right through the team -straight over my head). On 40 mins Al thumbed the dive as agreed and I ran the ascent which went according to plan. A good return to UK diving
We met up with Andy and Bob again for dinner, and were joined by Greg Roach (he of suba aqua UK). It was a fun evening which was only brought to an end when Fraser and Al could no longer stay awake - they blamed it on my deco - rather than the fact that we had all been up to 2:30 am nattering before getting up at 7:00 to get fills.
Day two saw us heading to the Alisa Craig. This 600 ton British steamship was sunk by a torpedo in 1918 while carrying a cargo of coal. Measuring 200′ in length it was partly salvaged but is remarkably intact and made for a fun dive - absolutely covered in fish. I was bit concerned when I saw a trawler complete with nets out a few hundred meters from the wreck - being trawled up from a dive doesn’t sound that much fun to me!

Fraser
I led the dive around the wreck but to be honest I’m absolutely useless at working out where I am and so Fraser took over to do a ‘wreck tour’. He found the boilers, the anchor, the prop etc. and then started signalling me to look at the base of the boiler. I’ve never actually seen a conger eel properly. I’ve missed loads, when everyone else has seen them and Fraser was intent on pointing one out to me on this dive.
He pointed and I looked - nothing.
He pointed again - I couldn’t see a thing - apart from a huge beam along the base of the boiler.
He went in closer and shone his light along this huge beam - and then it wriggled and turned and looked at me
I squealed through my regulator - very high pitched too due to the helium - I had no idea they were so big - I had been looking for something the size of a moray eel - this was more like a dinosaur
I had to keep my light on it as we swam off as I was a bit worried that it might be following
Needless to say Al and Frase found this very funny.
Al thumbed it a couple of minutes early which suited me fine as we had been slightly over our planned average depth for a good portion of the dive and this way we could vary the deco and still be within the 60 minutes we had told the skipper. Al ran deco on this ascent which again went according to plan - and the gauges clicked over to 60 minutes as we broke the surface. Another great dive - and my 250th.

250 dives - and I celebate with a nosebleed
A quick surface interval and then off for a drift on the bow of the Black Hawk. It was a rush getting ready and getting gas and turned in to a bit of an anticlimax after the last dive and as a team we said we could start to see why one dive a day is more attractive when dives get longer and a bit deeper. There was very little to see (apart from a small cuttlefish) and the drift was just dull so we thumbed it very early - about 40 minutes was enough.
I got horrible cramp in my foot on the ascent and limped back to the boat. We were the first team back on the boat which just never happens with us and so I got to see the skipper warding off other vessels from the divers - which I have never seen before. Well, all I can say is there are some complete tossers out there - a huge gin palace came on a direct course towards divers in the water, and Graham the skipper had to go on a direct collision course to ward it off :angry:
We joined the boys for dinner again, this time joined by Howard Radcliffe. They had been diving with scooters and had a great dive on the Everston - Greg had got a plate from the wreck - not that special but intact and it has been under 50 meters of water for forty years so fun to see. This time I was starting to flag (Al’s deco to blame then
) so we made our excuses and set off on the journey home.

From left - Me, Greg, And, Bob, Howard, Al and Fraser
All in all a great weekend - good diving and good company. What more can we ask for - apart from the chance to do it all again sometime soon
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