A few weeks ago I had the cool opportunity of diving with my dad…it was two days after his 76th birthday.
We’ve dived together several times before, but it didn’t happen in the order you might think. He didn’t learn to dive until after I had moved to California to work for PADI. He told me it was something he was interested in and I hooked him up with an instructor friend back in West Virginia. Our first dives together were in California when he came out for a visit. I wrote an article about it that was published in PADI’s Undersea Journal in early 1999. (Unfortunately, I have lost my copy of that story.)
We’ve dived together several times since then, in West Virginia and North Carolina. There is just something cool you about diving across generations. My daughters are old enough to dive, but neither one has told me they are interested in it yet…and I won’t push them. It has to be their decision. It would be really cool to dive with my daughters, my wife and my dad all at the same time, but I seriously doubt that is going to happen.
Regardless, this is a typical Saturday morning at Summersville Lake around Winter Access when you go diving with your dad for his birthday.
Enjoy!
(I originally posted this video to YouTube right after we went out, but my website was being rehabbed so I didn’t post it there. Fixing that today.).
