Sunday, June 3, 2012
I've done a bunch of crazy things in my life. I'm pretty much finished my university degree, I've migrated to a new province, and even sold my artwork for a fortune! Well, not exactly a fortune, but it's nevertheless quite a rewarding feeling. I get never really been the athletic type in the traditional sense, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy "extreme" sports. A small mountain biking, some downhill skiing, you know, the norm. I get even been on a few motorcycle rides, and I organize to get my license once I get money for my own bike.
I initially scoffed when someone suggested that I try scuba diving, because even though I like adventure, I was also living off an undergraduate's finances. I call the prairies home. In Canada, I am almost as far-off from the coast as you can get. Where was I supposed to get qualification? And when was I supposed to dive, besides the infrequent Caribbean trip each few years with my family members, once I got it?
My assumptions concerning scuba diving were pretty much as incorrect as they could be, as it turns out. I found out that instructions and gear are totally affordable, when I looked it up out of interest (because really, who wouldn't want to go swim with octopuses and fishes?). Also, I could get my certification right here in Winnipeg, to my surprise.
I did my official certification with a business called 3 Fathoms Scuba. Their program is incredibly well set up for people of all ages (the youngest person in my class was 14, the oldest was 62) and abilities. I bonded with a few of my fellow new divers, and we at some point became really great friends. After we were done the course, we were really wanting to use our new skill.
While we got a break from university, we went to a small Caribbean island on reading week. Aside from the adventure of traveling and meeting new folks and attempting new foods, there was the added thrill of diving down right near a coral reef for the first time. It. Was. Breathtaking. We 'd surface and swap stories for at least half an hour after each dive. We're already planning our trip for next year. I don't think I'll soon give up this new-found passion of mine.
I initially scoffed when someone suggested that I try scuba diving, because even though I like adventure, I was also living off an undergraduate's finances. I call the prairies home. In Canada, I am almost as far-off from the coast as you can get. Where was I supposed to get qualification? And when was I supposed to dive, besides the infrequent Caribbean trip each few years with my family members, once I got it?
My assumptions concerning scuba diving were pretty much as incorrect as they could be, as it turns out. I found out that instructions and gear are totally affordable, when I looked it up out of interest (because really, who wouldn't want to go swim with octopuses and fishes?). Also, I could get my certification right here in Winnipeg, to my surprise.
I did my official certification with a business called 3 Fathoms Scuba. Their program is incredibly well set up for people of all ages (the youngest person in my class was 14, the oldest was 62) and abilities. I bonded with a few of my fellow new divers, and we at some point became really great friends. After we were done the course, we were really wanting to use our new skill.
While we got a break from university, we went to a small Caribbean island on reading week. Aside from the adventure of traveling and meeting new folks and attempting new foods, there was the added thrill of diving down right near a coral reef for the first time. It. Was. Breathtaking. We 'd surface and swap stories for at least half an hour after each dive. We're already planning our trip for next year. I don't think I'll soon give up this new-found passion of mine.
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