Sydney, Australia
The Glacier was due to arrive at Sydney harbor and I was so excited. We sailed right passed the opera house, and I was anxious to go on liberty.
I knew I would have only 5 days, in Sydney and I wanted to travel to The Great Barrier Reef. From what I had read and seen on TV, diving on that famous reef would be spectacular and since I had the opportunity I just had to try. I looked on a map and tried to make the logistics work so I could have at least 1 day of diving. 800 miles was a long way to travel with only 5 days and I just could nor swing it. So I wandered around Sydney looking for a dive shop. In those days we had to use those cumbersome telephone books, and fold
up street maps.
I found one and I walked in and announced to the staff that I had just sailed in on that big red Icebreaker in the harbor and I was determined to go diving somewhere in Australia, if I could not fufill my dream dive on the Great Barrier Reef. Much to my surprise one of the staff replied that they were headed out right at that moment to Thompsons bay, just up the coast from Bondi Beach. I asked if they could wait for me to take a cab back to the ship to retrieve my gear. They insisted I did not have time and instructed me to just go ahead and pick my wet-suit and gear from there rental stock and so I did and off we went. I was very pleased with myself that my timing had been right on and I was not disappointed with the dive spot they chose that actually was adjacent to a clothing optional beach. I was happy to finish my dive with a great view of that heavenly scene as the Aussie girls just seemed so attractive and had little inhibition, unlike American girls, and were very comfortable fully naked basking in the sun, on the flat rocks of Thompsons Bay. It was not the Great Barrier Reef but the experience was well worth my efforts. As I came out of the water a group of my companions was gathered, having a great laugh and I wondered what was so funny. They just pointed at me so I looked down and I had inadvertently, in my haste to pick out a suit grabbed a female top, complete with breasts. The Aussies found that quite amusing. I did not care they just took me on the dive of my life and the scenery after was well worth the embarrassment and ridicule I received. They sent me on my way and did not even charge me for the rental on the gear
OCEANVIEW These narratives represent the highlights of my oceangoing career as a sailor in the USCG. USCGC Glacier, Operation Deep Freeze. Small boat search and rescue Channel Islands Harbor. Commercial sea urchin diver,and Merchant Marine.They cover the experiences of life at sea. The events described are as authentic as memory would allow . Feedback is encouraged especially for those who may remember some of the events differently.Corrections are welcome.
Sunday, March 1, 2020
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