You would think that I would learn from my mistakes and save my blogs as I go, having lost so many 'unpublished' in Dahab... but most of you will know me better than that, so when I lost one again just a week or so ago it came as no surprise, just left me banging my head on the desk once more! I think the wonderful little techie-bods behind Blogger are aware of numpties like me and have thoughtfully and thankfully now created an autosave, phew! So here goes again.
It's been a week of technical tradegy... first was my new phone. The phone itself is lurvely but I am now on O2 and although I have international roaming and can text all my old buddies in Dahab, I can't receive any back from them (it took me a few weeks of feeling really unpopular before discovering this!). So now I have to swap SIM cards when I want to send or receive abroad! The next to go was my iPod - nasty one that. I was getting all ready to start regular jogging sessions with my house-mate Clare and on the very first day we were due to go it decided to wipe my entire memory and refuse to re-charge - it has been sent away in the hope I can fix it affordably and retrieve my music. So then it was my lovingly typed blog which I had spent about an hour on. Typical.
I have actually been jogging - the intention was to go 'running' but at our speed it can only really ever be classed as 'jogging'! We were trying to make it out every other day for 30 mins or so, but recent diving has left me too exhausted for the last few days... will be back into it soon though!
Hayle - what a wonderful and welcoming place. I'm really starting to settle here. It helps having a nice place to live, a good job with friendly colleagues, a fab house-mate, beautiful scenery etc. On my days off I'm trying to see as much of the area as I can - Clare (fab house-mate) took me to Godrevy to see the seals on the beach and walk along the cliffs by the lighthouse there, we've been to St Ives for a spot of lunch and people-watching, to Marazion for a Sunday evening carvery looking out over St Michael's Mount, I've been for lunch over-looking the estuary at Malpas (nr Truro), walked from Gwithian to Gothian and sat and watched the seals and surfers.
As for the diving, well, this weekend is really the first time I've been out properly. I've had an Open Water Course running but it's all been in the swimming pool so far, but a really good experience all the same. On Sunday I started an Advanced Course and had a Guided Dive too, we went out on the club boat 'Mytilus' and did two wreck dives - Primrose (Low Lee Ledges) and then Conqueror (hilarious accompanying story involving hungover sailors sticking the newly and expensively equipped boat on auto pilot but not accounting for the fact that Land's End stands in the way of Penzance and Ireland). Today we dived on the Alice Marie and Conqeuror again - also my first go at driving the RIB... 30+ mph bouncing around on the waves, what a buzz. My new drysuit is keping me nice and dry and warm - hurray! Problem is that the wrist seals are still a little tight so I end the day with puffy hands - lucky for me that Clare is qualified in massage and last night not only had a beautiful veggie spag bol waiting for me but also gave me a hand massage to get rid of the balloons I had on the end of my arms! (Ever blown up a rubber glove....?)
Talking of which.... my leftovers are calling me, and then I'm going to crawl into bed. Another day's diving tomorrow - this time Lamorna Cove.
G'Night!
Tx
