The thread on "Deep Lake" got me thinking about braille diving and what I do when I am a little freaked to "keep me in the dive."
I was asked to dive in a local lake to attempt to recover an outboard motor. As soon as my mask went below the waterline vis went to zero. Just a green glow from my light... which offered a little comfort but reading instruments was out of the question. Then I entered the silt zone and the light disappeared. I was just "in my head" so-to-speak. As I was establishing a search pattern with a string tied to the anchor and feeling around I began to sing, "Jesus Loves Me..." in a fairly weak voice and counting repeated verses to try to calculate dive time.
It is a mental game... isn't it? What do you do?


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That's even better than singing "Jesus Loves Me!"


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