About 800 hours UST, I was going for a dive in the undersea diving bell. I planned to investigate some rather strange Doppler readings from a nearby trench. As I neared the precipice, I noticed a strong current beginning to take hold of my craft. I immediately put the engines in full reverse, but it was too late. I was swept over the edge and was pulled inexorably down into the depths of the trench. As you might have already suspected, I was caught in a whirlpool. In all my stay under the sea, I have never experienced a whirlpool of this strength.
I continued running the engines in full reverese, but the situation was indeed hopeless. Suddenly, I was struck with an idea. The whirlpool reminded me of a tie-dye class I used to teach at the local day camp. I sat back and enjoyed the fond memories of the little ones creating their very first tie-dye t-shirts. It was a wonderful trip. That's all for now. Until next time. -- Richardson Cary
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Ah! What an ordeal! I do hope you're all right. I hadn't any idea whirlpools had such a ferocious snare!
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