We stayed at about 30-feet because that’s where we saw most of the fish. The sun rays danced amidst the kelp sinking deep into the water until they dissipated into the nothingness of a dark bottomless blue. We eventually found ourselves in the middle of a giant kelp forest. We just wanted to kick around and hopefully see some stingrays, big fish, and maybe play with the seals on the way out. All we needed to do was suit up, do a buddy check, and make our way down the stairs and enter the water. By the time I returned everything was put together. We unloaded all of our gear at the little grass park above the cove. I found parking while Thor organized the gear.
With 30-40 foot visibility we knew it was going to be a good dive, but little did we know we’d be talking about this dive the rest of our lives. One beautiful summer day we decided to go for a dive at La Jolla Cove. We grew up together and became best of friends. Thor and I have been friends since we were 12-years old. So here’s a scuba flashback that will hopefully spare some young and inexperienced kid the shock of a lifetime. The caveat is I was young, inexperienced, and I hadn’t yet heard the sage advice from fellow scuba divers: “If it doesn’t move away when you approach…don’t touch it.” Well, I touched it and I learned that lesson the hard way.
It’s one of those scuba stories I tell with a caveat. I was shocked by an electric ray when I was younger while scuba diving with a buddy in the kelp beds off La Jolla Cove in San Diego.
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