|Me in my wet suit.|
So I went scuba diving for the first time. I did it for two reasons, first because I have always wanted to it. Second because there was a geocache in the water 40 ft down. I went in the Jacques Yves Cousteau Dive Park with the instructor Shannon first thing in the morning at 0800. A bit chilly but apparently time with good visibility. I was having some trouble with equalizing my ears. But with hand signals, lots of swallowing, yawn like movements, and plugging nose and blowing I finally got down there. We saw so much stuff. Visibility was 20ft. I of course don't know the names of half of the fish we saw but I saw a small octopus that we held and inked all over us, sea cucumber, a shark egg case, shells with living creatures in them, lots of golden trouts defending their eggs, and of course the cache that I was looking for (which was the plaque placed in honor of Jacques by the California diving community in 1997, I had to report what was written on it). We went for a 42 minutes. It was starting to get cold even with the super duper wet-suit I had on, I can see how people dye of hypothermia so fast when stranded at sea. Any way, when we got out I couldn't hear very well, in fact the whole rest of the day my own voice sounded like I had my hands over my ears. It was really irritating.
Next was getting a bike again and taking a ride to Wrigley Memorial and Botanical Gardens. The memorial itself had some interesting structures and the gardens a bunch of interesting cacti. But I was most happy about the trail that lead away from the people to some awesome views of the bay.
An interesting/comical thing about Avalon is that everyone had golf carts. They ranged from regular white carts to pimped out carts to delivery carts. I managed to catch a few of the interesting ones.
|Papa John's delivery|
|Tow Cart (there is a tow hook on the back)|
|Pimped out cart|