What do you think about a novice diver taking
his equally novice offspring diving deep inside the
confines of wrecks?
Penetrating the sunken wrecks at Chuuk (also
known as Truk) Lagoon can be a dark, claustrophobic
experience, with narrow entrance points in many
cases, and plenty of things to get snagged up with.
So, it was with some alarm that I read an article by
Jim Shepard in Hemispheres, United Airlines' in-flight
magazine, kindly sent to us by Undercurrent subscriber
Mark Kimmey (Manhattan, NY).
There were initial clues in the first paragraph
that revealed Shepard is not an experienced diver --
although he describes himself as "scuba obsessed,"
the reference to his "oxygen tank" is always a dead
giveaway. But it's not the author's lack of experience
that concerns me. It's the fact that he describes taking
his children, 20-year-old Emmett and 15-yearold
Lucy, inside these wrecks. He stressed to their
Chuuk dive guide, Tryvin, that they were novices
and that prior to their visit, they had made only four
dives to 40 feet. When he told his certifying instructor
in Florida that their next stop was Chuuk, he
was met with jaw-dropped disbelief.
That reaction is one anyone who has experienced
getting lost inside a confined space while diving will
appreciate -- and probably emulate. Despite diving
it many times, I'll never forget the time I lost my
way inside the wartime wreck of the SS Umbria, a
passenger and freight vessel scuttled by its Italian crew and lying on its side on Wingate Reef outside
Port Sudan. I began to feel an awful panic building
as I struggled to find my way from its dark recesses,
meeting unforgiving bulkhead after unforgiving
bulkhead, before I finally managed to reacquaint
myself with an exit route. I still bear the psychological
scars.
That wreck is not unlike many of those Japanese
fleet auxiliaries sunk by American bombers during
World War II in Chuuk Lagoon, another famous
wreck location I've been lucky enough to visit more
than once. The number of intact wrecks invites penetration
by divers, and there's much to see: engine
rooms with tools still hanging on their racks; engine
valves neatly laid out on benches where they were
being serviced just as the ship was hit; the engines
and generators themselves, oil-level sight-glasses
still intact; huge torpedoes stored and awaiting
transfer to submarines; submarine snorkels and
periscopes lying along ship companionways; a huge
lathe lying at a crazy angle; the skull of a seaman
unfortunate to have been caught by a blast; the occasional
clock stopped at the time of its demise; trucks,
Zero planes, and of course, the little compressor in
a side compartment of the Fujikawa Maru's engine
room that is often dubbed "R2D2" and has provided
so many iconic images.
Chuuk is a wreck diver's paradise, but forever
remembering my unfortunate experience on the SS
Umbria, I was always careful to brief my small and
slender Chuukese guide before I penetrated the bowels of a wreck with him. I explicitly told him
not to lead me anywhere a bigger man carrying
twin tanks and a large camera rig would find it difficult
to squeeze through in the darkness. Despite its
popularity, Chuuk wreck diving is not diving to be
taken lightly. There are old divers and bold divers
but few old, bold divers.
Prior to actually getting into the water at
Chuuk, Shepard writes that his two children "do what they can to manage their anxieties while
wrestling into their BCs." His other son, Aidan,
wisely cited claustrophobia as an excuse and
ducked out of the experience.
Shepard was not a stranger to the dangers lurking
underwater. He reflects in the article how, during
a brief underwater experience as a 13-year-old,
his air supply had failed without warning and he'd
come as close as ever to killing himself . . . yet he still wanted to wreck dive and "more importantly,
to take his children wreck diving"?
He tells how they squeezed inside both the Rio de
Janeiro Maru and the Shinkoku Maru, "working their
way down to the infirmary deep in the stern, where
we find an operating table still featuring a haunted
little spill of arm bones." On the Yamagiri Maru, their
guide, Tryvin, leads them through a small opening.
"Imagine a gap just wider than your shoulders and
not much higher that an ottoman. When a daughter
disappears into the darkness of a tiny metal hole
at 80 feet of water, a parent really should follow.
Emmett then squeezes in after me."
In each case, Shepard states that he has to memorize
where the obstacles and openings are before
Tryvin turns a corner and disappears in the darkness.
And so it goes on: An exciting description of
diving the wrecks of Chuuk Lagoon. At least he
doesn't mention the tanks on the San Francisco Maru -- the Japanese staff car in its hold is close to 200 feet
deep. They even do one last night dive back on the
Shinkoku Maru: "One slightly lunatic addition on our
next-to-last day."
He writes, "One moment from that dive stays
with me: Emmett discovering through a raised forward
of the bridge a wonderful eerie glimpse of a
narrow and encrusted metal staircase hatch leading
down, down, down, through three and then four
decks, deep into a blackness even our headlightbright
dive lights can't penetrate."
Shepard reflects that they wished they'd brought
more flashlights. "Imagine a slow-motion and labyrinthine
steeplechase in the dark with all sorts of
shattered and disintegrating metal structures across
your path at random angles, and ceilings a foot or
so above your head, and you get the idea. I follow
Lucy's fins down yet another pinched and murky
passageway ... but the good news is that this is an
intelligently managed risk ..."
Shepard's a good writer and it's a wonderfully
written piece, but what do you make of a novice
diver taking his novice diver offspring on such
dives? What risks did they seem oblivious to? The
young people were lucky to experience the pinnacle
of wreck diving so early in their diving careers, but
were they also lucky in some other way? Would
you have taken your 15-year-old daughter or son on
such an adventure?
When sending us this story, Mark Kimmey
wrote, "I was a little appalled by the idea of taking
novice divers into wrecks without training and
gear, especially those wrecks that may be starting to
collapse. Shepard doesn't mention wreck reels, but
he does comment that he wished they had brought
more lights. Seriously, what kind of diver enters a
wreck without lights?"
We'd like to hear what you think. Write to
BenDDavison@undercurrent.org with your
observations.
-- John Bantin