I feel another story coming on! I was diving Oleno with Al. Very dark water but we were used to it. We had a miscommunication on which way to go on the line when we hit the bottom of the sink T that marked the upstream - downstream. He went up and I went down. The flow was very strong and as I turned to go back I was actually tumbled by the rush of flow and ended up off the line. It seems I was in a V in the cave and I never did find the line. The flow was so strong I was being moved farther into the cave as I was searching. I started running line and ran into a tree going straight up. I found I was in a new sink hole. Tired and confused I climbed out, grabbed my gear and went looking for the sink I entered at and Al. I found it and of course Al was still looking for me in the water. I could see his bubbles but simply could not forse myself to get back in that black water. It was a terrible sensation. Al finally used up his air and came out to get help and found me waiting. I have never left a buddy in a cave since but it happened that day and I am still upset with myself over it. It taught me a lot of humility that day.
My buddies and I call dives all the time for just not feeling right about the dive. I have even done it at the surface. We all just go eat someplace. The kind of diving we do it is just expected to happen now and then. Cindy Butler


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