Most all here know of my love and penchant for diving. And in almost every instance, my diving trips and exploits have been most memorable and enjoyable. The chance to be free of the constraints of gravity and possibly find small slices of history are always times to be savoured. However, as with every hobby and endeavour, there will be small bumps and hiccups along the way. This dive , while certainly very memorable, was not the idyllic and enjoyable episode that I have usually come to associate with my diving.
I had meant to dive Copper Island for a few years. The actual seed for the incentive to dive here had been planted one sunny afternoon a few years before when I was talking to one of my nephews. We had been talking over a rum and he described one of his vacations at Shuswap Lake. This lake is huge! It is Canada
I had meant to dive Copper Island for a few years. The actual seed for the incentive to dive here had been planted one sunny afternoon a few years before when I was talking to one of my nephews. We had been talking over a rum and he described one of his vacations at Shuswap Lake. This lake is huge! It is Canada