Bubba and Clem Dive With Giant Octopusys

The weather is pretty good for late November in the Pacific Northwest. Least it ain't a snowing like Bubba was a wanting it to. Bubba ain't never seen no snow cept on TV. He telled Clem on the plane ride out to the Pacific NW that he was a going to go a snow skiing after Christmas and wanted to know if Clem wanted to tag a long. Clem said he would ponder it.

The heroes was a standing beside Brett's new Mercedes car and they was a putting on all them fluffy underbritches to keep warm in theys new White's dry costumes. They even got thick rubber hats and gloves fer theys costumes. It twere quite the sight a watching them lummoxes getting into theys divn suits. Brett was about to wet his dry suit a laughing at Bubba and Clem.

Bubba grabs his fins and Clem grabs hissen as well as his video housing and they dodge a dodge truk hauling butt a heading South on Highway 101. They get across the hard road and go down to the water a follering Brett.

They ease down into that cold, no freezing cold, no damn cold water. Clem peeks at his EON computer and it tells him that it 45 degrees. Bubba wonders what the skull and cross bones means next to the 45. They slide on down to about 55 feet and turn on the lights looken fer them puss fellows. Bubba kinda hangs back behind Brett so as no to get ate by a octopus. The visibility is about 40 feet cause this be the winter. Brett telled them that in the warm, 55 degree, water in the summer, the visibility can be 5 feet. They cruise down the "wall" and see a few of them giant puss fellers. Bubba ain't scared no more. Time is a flying cause theys having fun. Brett is showing them all kinda cold water critters. They do them a safety stop and come on up and crawl out of the water and up the hill. Theys all kinda divers getting in and out of the water.

Back over at Brett's Mercedes car, after dodging a trailer truck a hauling pigs that they could smell before they seen it, theys get out of the diving suits and the underbritches. Brett takes out a couple Thermos jugs of hot chocolate and theys take to drinking the warm potion. Clem takes a bunch of video of the land part of this dive place too. That Brett thanks of everything.

Its back into the Mercedes car and off to the town of Olympus, WA, where Brets dive store be located. He works at a place called Capital Dive, the best dive store in all of Washington, the State not that other place. Cause its on the way to Puget Sound where theys gonna dive tomorrow. During the drive, Brett tells the boys about some of the other dive places near where theys was.

Potlatch State Park is a popular spot fer crab hunten and is very silty kinda place. He says they ain't no other life here but them crabs. Theys picnic tables and fire pits there so that you can crawl outa the mud and hurl the crabs right into the biling water. Ummm good. A nuther place is called "Stroke's Beach". This here place is where the wanna be tech folks gather. They do deep air dives on single 80 tanks. Bubba wants to call it Dumb Arse Beach. Another place these deep air fellers like is called "Pulali Point".

They stop for lunch along the way. This here place has fresh grilled Salmon fish with all the trimmings. Bubba thinks this is great, he says its bettern fried Mullet and hushed puppies. They spend some time on this leisurely lunch and a talking about the places that they have dived before, the places thays been and the folks theys noed. They finish up the lunch with a big ole hunk of apple pie. Then its off tpo that place called Puget Sound for sum more divn.

Theys gonna dive a place what Brett tells them is called Les Davis. He tells them that about half of all the divers in Washington, the State, not that other place, has been certified here. Dive stores from Idaho and Oregon come here to dive too. Brett tells them that theys 100 divers a day in the summer here. Besides divn, this here place has got a snack bar and a big ole grass patch to hang out at. There is sum goog restaurants at this waterfront park a couple hundred yards away. Theys a heep od pretty gals on the rollerblade things too. Theys suit up in theys dry customs and head to the water. Theys foller Brett on a tour, he heads on down to 100 feet and swims around showing the boys all kinda things. They finish up and head out of the water to Brett's Mercedes car to get undressed. He tells Bubba and Clem about another place called Edmonds Underwater Park but theys don't got time to dive there.

Theys a bunch of current in the Puget Sound causen every time the tide goes in or out of the narrer passes the water moves at about 3--5 knots. The visibility goes from 5 feet to an outstanding 50-60 feet in the winter. Today the viz were about 45 feet and butt cold at 41 degrees.

The boys sit around looken at them cute rollerblading gals whilst tellin more divn lies and drink the last of them Thermos jugs of chocolate. Clem thanks that his yankee gal in the yeller bikini string thang would reely be sumthing on a set of them rollingblades.

Brett drives them back to theys renta car and says goodbye. Bubba and Clem head off to Seattle and get on a Delta jet plane, first class seats, of course, and fly back to Atlanta. On the plane, theys say what a wonderful man that Brett feller was and how much they liked all the folks from the Pacific NW, even the funny little feller with the lisp at that restaurant. They said that they will be back...

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