Nothing worked right;
Chain saw puking, gas auger sputtering
Even the depth finders had frost bite!
But Pete, John, Jeff Gavin, & Roger all persevered
Some say they most have been dropped on their heads
When they were first reared!
John is proud he made it -
Jammin’ out to the Acoustix till wee hours of the morn
Makes getting up early tough
When his old body is worn!
Took the dive in Hateley’s Bay
Perfect spot at 27 ft. on a slope
With vis pretty clear to guide our way.
The gear was temperamental;
Issues with the cold…
Regulators free flowing
BC s freezing up;
Bodies red needing hot water
Yet, there was none to behold.
As Jeff and Roger took the first dive,
Some poor old man was out shoveling an ice rink
He had been there for over an hour
Or so we do think.
Only treasure for them was a flask;
Unfortunately for Roger, it was empty
No Crown Royal to ease his pain
He was drenched from his toes to his mask!
(His dry suit malfunctioned;
It too revolting the cold
Major shrinkage was a site not to behold!)
After a 30 minute dive, they hustled back to the trailer to change and revive–
Swapping with Pete and John,
Who were next up for the dive.
Down to 55 feet depths for 30 minutes of ice cold fun –
John also found a flask – all be it an empty one.
And an over sized milk carton full of fishing gear too –
But, many a lure spilled out on the way up
Saved for the treasure hunt of another dive crew.
As they emerged and bolted for the trailer
Quick as they could move their feet –
They noticed that poor old man still shoveling his rink
About four hours of work,
Yet still not complete!
But, alas the warm trailer!
There’s no place like home without a doubt!
But, wait… a putrid smell came bellowing out!
Raunchy onions to accompany Pete’s hot sloppy joes
It was all worth it when you’re cold down to your toes!
Just a bit isolated out there
hole started re-freezing w/in a few minutes
nice ATV Plow markings
Roger in action
You know what a fish is seeing from down below