Stoney Cove 28th & 29th of December 2006 by Tom Walsh

Most of us were up at silly o'clock in the morning for the 2 hour drive to find we weren't the only mad people in the country but we had to queue to get in. It was a lovely day the sun was coming up (YES THE SUN) Spencer was starving but the café was not open yet so he had to make do with some hot chocolate and Jaffa cakes, this seemed to keep him happy for a while. The four hardy bunch (mad) that got up early prepared for the first dive.

Their was myself Tom, Spencer, Nigel and Ray who came up for the day it was a lovely 8 degrees very nice, clear and no problems as we did the tour, but at 34 minutes my computer decided the battery had enough and died which was going to be a very expensive new battery!!! The rest of the dive went as planned until we got back on dry land and Nigel's computer was telling him he was dead. After some debriefing we found he was diving in super safe mode and on the top of mount Everest.

By this time Pete S & Dave B had arrived and were about to do their fist dive. I went to the shop to see if my computer battery could be changed that day but they said all their engineers were on holiday (HUH) so after a lot of thinking I spent lots of money and bought a new computer dame expensive day.

The second dive of the day we all went in together Spencer got to see a beloved Landi (what was left) and was planning what he could salvage off it in good old BSAC tradition.

After the second dive Ray went home to start his tour of Europe the rest of us went of to the B/B (which has a drying room I might have to repeat that they now have a drying room several times) to get some rest before beer time. Very nice evening had by all a curry and few lemonades had by all because you wouldn't drink before diving No you drink in the middle of a dive.

The next day to celebrate Spencer's 100th dive surprisingly he didn't fancy doing it naked so a bottle of Newcastle brown ale was taken to the hydro box and was cracked open with that essential piece of dive kit a bottle opener and was drunk at 30 meters. What was left looked like some kind of experiment. Pete S tried his hardest to remove what was left but had to go home thirsty.

Back on the surface the weather had turned a damp and windy so everyone decided to call it a day and go home. A good time was had by all hope to see a few more next year.