Running out of Air at About 100ft

It was 1989 and dukey was 60 miles west of Thailand at the uninhabited Similian islands in the Indian ocean. The dive boat was a Trimarin which was captained by a 6’4” kiwi. There were about eight divers and three crew-members. Dukey was a rookie at this and just got his PADI diving certification. They were to be out at sea for a week or so. The second or third day included a dive down to about 100 feet. They followed this Volkswagen sized manta ray amongst other things. Dukey noticed that it was starting to get a little difficult breathing but his gauges were fine. He made his way up to the Kiwi and gave him the cross the chest sign that air was getting a little low. The big guy checked the gauge and saw that it was still five or 600 psi. About 45 seconds later it really got difficult to breathe so dukey swam up to him again and gave him the cut throat, “I am out of air.” sign. Click! The captain grabbed dukey by the vest and pulled him in close and gave him the OK sign. Turns out the gauge was off. Probably not a good thing to happen down about 100 feet. The captain broke out his extra octopus hose and they buddy breathed and decompressed their way to the top slowly stopping a few times along the way. It was pretty crazy for the rookie but the captain had it all under control.

A few days later they pulled up to one of the uninhabited islands and Dukey and his new Australian friend Moron obnoxious Hal decided to do some snorkeling towards the shore. Click When they were close enough to stand dukey took his mask off did the usual spit in it to clear it but when he rubbed it and put it back on there was a 6 foot shark about 3 feet from his knees. He immediately jumped up in the air and Hal was screaming what’s wrong. Loudmouth did not believe him but when they started heading back towards the boat sure enough the shark circled around them both but was probably too scared to get closer. These two knuckleheads were bad eating.