Another great Seamen Slinger Extravaganza for sure. This year the planning process encountered many an obstacle. The usual venue for the party of parties was closed do to some whack politicians and their fiscal prowess. Then it was a B.S. parade of back and forths with the local states people of sonoma county. Finally we decided on MacKerricher SP in Mendocino county. A friend/ranger had some nice private spots set aside for us where our jovial exuberance and mid-night howling would not be to much of a disturbance. Well when we arrived we found that some bureaucrat decided it would be best if they closed down 3/4 of the park. We then found some adjoining campsites that would accommodate us, staked our claim, and bounced to meet up with ocean for our first dive.
In the long run it seems that all the complications were really just the Fates conspiring to save us from the red tide and massive abalone die off in sonoma county. It is nice to be blessed.
A local buddy had offered to bring his boat out to take us diving on Wed morning. We met up with him in Noyo harbor and headed out to find calm seas and decently clean waters.
We pulled some abalone but ended up skunked on the fish. A few people had some gear adjustments that needed to be made. My brother, who had flown in from Phoenix looked like a shar pei in the wet suit he had worn last year and was a little chilled on his first day. Fortunately there was plenty of days left to get everyone's gear dialed in.
Back at camp more attendees had already arrived. They had quickly flew the colors as a warning to those who would be camping near.
We did a quick review of proper abalone etiquette.
Its important they say but if you want you can just go straight into pounding away on them.
It is very important to thoroughly pound an abalone. They should be pounded until they are completely soft and relaxed. I generally pound them real good on one side then flip them over and pound the other side equally well. Then they are so incredibly tender when eaten. They really melt in you mouth. Oh man I am getting hungry just thinking about it.
There really isnt much that is better eating.
Thursday morning more people arrived. The seas had really come up over night and this day ended up a serious challenge for some. After getting tossed by some rough seas we settled into a nice tranquil dive spot. We all swam far and dove hard to get some abalone that day. That night the sound of beating meat filled the campground well into the dark.
A meal hard earned was celebrated around the campfire.
The next morning it was on again.
The gear was loaded and the trucks proceeded in caravan. The seas were still rough and the viability had progressively gotten worse. We got in where we could.
Never mind the dead seal on the beach that was partially decapitated.
I am sure he probably just ran into a rock going really, really fast or something. Nothing to worry about folks!
Once again the divers worked hard but it was easy to see that the previous days diving had seriously upped there comfort levels. While I am sure that fatigue had also taken its toll, I still think this is the best way to be introduced into free diving on the North Coast. I feel the total immersion allows a new diver to move thru many of the obstacles so much quicker.
More to come...........