My first night in Oahu at one of the bars at the Hilton Hawaiian Village, I found myself sitting next to this kind of odd-looking man. He looked to be in his 60s, short in stature, long grey hair past his shoulders but kind of balding on top, shirtless, wearing flip-flops. He started up a conversation with me about how he had moved to Maui from Alaska and was actually going to be flying out to Anchorage in a couple of hours (!) to go visit his son. When I told him that I was going to Maui and was interested in diving, he referred me to his high school ex-girlfriend. He said that they had been in a relationship long ago but that she married a guy who has his own scuba business in Maui.
When I got to Maui on Sunday, I learned that my hotel offered shore dives. I was tempted to do that cause no driving would have been involved and it was right there, no hassle. Since I was leaving Tuesday afternoon, I didn't want what was left of my trip to be all about doing a dive, which can be time consuming organizing, getting back and forth from the boat launch, the actual dive and etc. But thinking that I met that guy at the bar for a reason, I call Scorpion Scuba Safaris. It turns out that Mike, the owner/dive master/instructor, gives lessons in the pool at the Kaanapali Shores Hotel, just about 5 minutes away from my hotel, the Hyatt, then takes everyone for a shore dive after the lesson. He's an older guy, very laid back but also very knowledgeable and trustworthy.
I told him a little about how I learned of his business. He laughed when he heard that the guy at the bar said that he was his wife's ex-bf. "No, no, not at all," was the response, "he was friends with her older brother when he was in high school. He is also ten years older than her! The were never boyfriend and girlfriend."
This was my first shore dive and it wasn't as bad as I had imagined hefting that heavy tank down the beach to the water. Once we were in the water, I filled my vest with a little air, rolled on my back, and did a sort of back stroke out to the point where we were to descend. The dive was only about 30 feet deep around a small coral reef. We saw about 5 turtles, not a lot of tropical fish, an eel, and best of all, a seahorse. There were three other of his students on the dive, so it was a small group. Mike had a yellow line, which was helpful because I could tell where the dive master was during the dive.
I have a little bit of a dry throat problem, which can make me feel like I am choking. I do my best to clear my throat and swallow-not a easy task breathing through a regulator. But once I settled down my throat got a lot better.
Mike did a great job of pointing out fish and taking pictures. At one point he saw that I was having trouble floating upward. He wrote me a note, "long exhale," and that did the trick to keep me down.
The one main downside to the dive was that my eyesight is pretty bad because of the cataracts and I was having a lot of trouble with seeing details and in the distance. And even though the surf was relatively calm that day, there is still was some sand that got turned up, making visibility not so good at times. My attention was really divided between looking at all the cool stuff and making sure I didn't get lost!
All and all, it was a really good shore dive experience.