I do not like ice dives. The coldest water I have been diving in is about 4 centigrade - which is about 39 Fahrenheit. Any way it is calculated, it's pretty darned cold. It gives you brain freeze.
It is a shame because this means that I would not willingly go on any expeditions to the Antarctic and would therefore miss seeing sights such as this:
I feel bad for the stupid and slow starfish and sea urchins that froze to death. I also feel bad for the underwater photographer that had to be under the water to get that shot.
I have a massive crush on the narrator David Attenborough. He is well outside the age bracket for "men within my age range I might run away with" but he is the lone exception and I adore him. I would even do an ice dive for him.
It is Thanksgiving in the US. It still continues to NOT be a holiday over here and I was at work today. That doesn't mean I am not thankful for all the many many blessings in my life.
My entire family is still alive and healthy.
I am healthy.
I have a husband of many many years that I love and still loves me.
I have lovely lovely friends.
I am employed.
Diving seems to have taken a larger part of my life as the years roll on and I am thankful for that. I will continue to enjoy diving until old age and infirmity stop me.
Life isn't perfect, but it is awfully close! Happy Thanksgiving everybody!