Last weekend we were back to Victoria Star (surprise!) for some more exploration. We probably won’t have the ship to ourselves for much longer now that the Notice to Mariners is issued so we want to make the most of it. The sea was a bit lumpy but the current was non-existent so we had a better time of it than the previous weekend. Geoff is busy making a plan of the vessel to assist in navigating inside. Brian Lugg could certainly advise him some places to avoid. As he delicately put it on Facebook:
There is saying: "a bad day’s diving beats any day in the office..." After today's escapades I'm rethinking this. Managed to find EVERY toilet and the entire engine room full of sewage today. Swimming amongst the turds also brings a new meaning to "diving in shit viz..." On the upside – with all the crap going down I somehow managed not to lose my buddy!!!
Not exactly Dostoyevsky but a graphic description nevertheless.
One thing about the crew though – they may have been lousy seamen but they were certainly regular.
But enough of this toilet humour. Mike and I paid a visit to the workshop next to the engine room. Elsewhere on the vessel, the marine growth continues – it’s remarkable how quickly it takes hold – and fish life is starting to increase although it might be some time before it reaches Dara type proportions. As well as the usual snappers, a couple of juvenile groupers have found a home on the ship.
We welcomed a couple of new faces – Peter and Rose from Emirates Airlines who hope will be coming out with us again. With Peter on board and Andy back from his summer holidays, we had two American divers which I can’t remember happening before. Rose had brought along a bottle of the fizzy white stuff which we selflessly offered to help her drink. Glasses were in short supply (apart from Andy who had brought up a cup from the Victoria Star’s galley) so we butchered some Masafi bottles. Crude but effective.
After that it was back to base. PJ and Cathy joined us at the dive table and we enjoyed a glass or two and a meal while the sun went down. All in all an excellent day from dawn’s early light to twilight’s last gleaming.
On Saturday morning a small working party convened to do a bit of tidying up in the yard and to erect our new drying racks. Having acquired a new washing pool last year we can now dry our gear on something better than the old flimsy clothes dryer. Ever onwards and upwards…