Yesterday we braved the cold waters of Vobster quarry for our first two open water dives. I had expected to feel really cold, but although I could hardly move in three layers of wet suit, the trickle of 10 degree C water down my back quickly warmed.
It was more fun than I imagined. I had never thought of quarries as pretty places, but full of water and with a caravan selling burgers and tea they can be very attractive.
The training included compass work, coping with air running out (simulated not real), clearing a diving mask of water, and so on. The pay-off was swimming around with the trout and gazing at the wreck of an aeroplane!