Friday, September 16, 2011

Saturday Night Ledge and Burnham Rock

The way out...
Returning to Saturday Night Ledge was high on my priority list. I was literally having dreams about this place. I could spend weeks at this site and never tire of it. Depth is the real issue here. I don't find being 130' underwater in New England remotely pleasant, but the canyon at SNL is just too enticing. On Wednesday we arrived at high tide. The bottom of the mooring line was 112' deep and visibility was about 6'. We tied off a wreck reel just to find the trench that was only about 15' away from us. When confronted by the blackened, murky chasm, Chuck and I looked at each other as if we were questioning our sanity. We both mustered the last bit of courage we had and swam in. There was only enough time to flirt with the trench for a couple of minutes before my computer started screaming at me. I carefully rotated around and was relieved to follow Chuck's reel back to the mooring line. This was my second dive on SNL and it gave me a new respect for the place. A delight to dive with good visibility at low tide, flip those conditions and it becomes a level in Doom.

In search of better conditions we chugged over to Burnham Rock. This place was thankfully a bit shallower at 80'-110'ish. Burnham is pretty much a miniature version of SNL. Beautiful trench in the solid rock, but much narrower in places. Still all the same bizarre deep dwelling invertebrates here. This dive was spectacular and much less terrifying than our first of the day. Much more to explore here...

Horse star in trench of SNL


Cunner on the slope of the trench.



Me during my safety stop, thanks to Chuck for snapping the picture.
Spiny sun star and sponges on Burnham Rock.

Colorful wall of Burnham Rock.


 

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Virgil

Virgil is the new First Mate on the Cape Ann Boat. Honestly, I don't know if I like the guy. He staggered around all day, he peed on the deck then just passed out for the rest of the day. He even tried to kiss me!



First Mates



Virgil being a good sport for Todd

Capt Steve and his boy

Me having a puppy overload.



Seriously though, Virgil made everyone's day. He turned us into babbling idiots and we all followed him around like we were little kids. Diving and puppies... all we needed was pizza and beer and it would have been heaven. Photos were shot by Dave Shumway.

Easy Diver

      I spent last weekend on the Easy Diver with Captain Fred Calhoun. Calhoun and his crew were shooting video for their next short film and I was happy to be invited to assist. Using their Ikelite Mini DV rig I dove behind Kettle Island (pictured on right) on Saturday. On Sunday we steamed to Lanesville looking for dogfish and then off to Folly Point. The find of the weekend was on Saturday when Kerry Hurd found a torpedo ray and was able to spend about 20 minutes shooting footage of her. Some stills can be seen here on the Easy Diver trip reports. Unfortunately, I was never able to find Kerry due to low visibility combined with my less than stellar navigational skills, so I never saw the torpedo ray in person.


Peter Donahue, the Captain and Linda Hurd
 I've been out with Easy Diver a few times now and have had a great time with the Captain, Peter, Chris, Veronica, and all the other friends and crew of Mr. Calhoun. These were also my first experiences with minimalist diving. Upon the Captain's suggestion (he can be rather persuasive) I stripped down to just the bare essentials. No BCD, no drysuit, no gadgets, no extra hoses, no dangling clips or plastic. Wetsuit, tank harness, regulator, camera, and a steel 72 manufactured in 1959; that's it. There's something to be said for the minimalist approach to diving. It was quite liberating. I could swim twice as fast and used much less air than I would have fighting the drag of all my usual gear.
   
Kerry Hurd with his HD rig




 Some will have you believe that minimalist diving is a dangerous activity, but I felt very safe and comfortable during all my dives. It was easy to control my position in the water and with less stuff on, there is less to go wrong. I was very happy the Captain talked me into diving with just the harness. It was a different sport altogether and a new level of freedom.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Saturday Night Ledge

      Yesterday we set out for Saturday Night Ledge with Cape Ann Divers. This weekend was the Gloucester Schooner Festival. On the way out to SNL we watched as hundreds of sailboats were racing all around us.  People have told me about this site before but this was the first opportunity I've had to dive it myself. I can say without any exaggeration that this location is the most spectacular place I've ever seen underwater. Words, video, pictures; none could do this site any justice.



After descending about 95 feet down the mooring line, you touch down in a small patch of gravel. As you look out in almost any given direction, all you see is rock. It looks like the summit of a mountain above the tree line. However, the main attraction of this site is a trench that is carved out of solid rock. It is so perfectly chiseled that it looks man-made. The trench itself is probably 40' deep and therefore bottoms out in about 140' of water at high tide. I can't even imagine what could have created this structure.  As you swim though the channel, the most amazing and bizarre invertebrate life are growing everywhere. Thousands of colorful lamp shells line the edges of the walls. We also saw sea ravens and sea stars that looked like they came from another planet.

    These photos are screen shots from some of the video I took while swimming through the trench. The trench extends for about 40 meters or so before it opens back up at the end to reveal a beautiful panorama. Realistically, unless you're diving with doubles, you only have enough time to swim to the end of the trench look around for a minute and then head back. I was initially creeped out swimming through parts of the channel because they were so narrow that you couldn't turn around unless you swam vertically and rotated on your axis.

This place blew my mind! I can't wait to go back, there is so much to explore here. I still can't believe that this place exists, let alone the fact that I can visit it and be back at home by dinner time. I will enjoy many return trips here.

 

         After our surface interval, we steamed over to "Paddock Rock." Paddock is a submerged rock pinnacle that starts at 20' and the dome quickly drops down to about 80'. We had to contend with a strong surge and very low visibility, but this is always a nice dive. Generally we see thousands of sea urchins in the shallows here. They eat the algae off the rocks and you can see a very distinct line of where they've been vs. where they are going.






Down deeper, from 50 to 70 feet or so, we followed a school of juvenile pollack. They always stayed just out of our vision but as soon as the school changed directions, the sides of their bodies shimmer and hundreds of fish appear out of the darkness. Below is a sea cucumber that Chuck was able to find. I'm having difficulty identifying it. I believe it's either a scarlet psolus or a brown psolus. It was the first sea cucumber I've seen in New England.