Hi. My name is Dana. I am a lobstaholic. I realize now that I have been one since October 1987. The pursuit and capture of lobsters has become an obsession and perhaps a psychological dependency. Friends tried to tell me that this might happen, but I would not listen. I thought it could not happen to me. It all began innocently enough. I was a new diver in 1987, eager to learn all the aspects of diving, well on my way to becoming a Divemaster. […]

This article is intended only as a general discussion of legal concepts without reference to any particular factual situation. It is not intended to constitute, and should not be construed as, legal advice. Laws vary widely from jurisdiction to jurisdiction. People desiring specific legal advice should contact an attorney licensed in the proper jurisdiction. You have just completed a class in responding to diving emergencies. But although you are proud of your new certification, you realize that the class didn’t really deal with one very […]

I entered slowly so as not to cause too much commotion. I winced as a trickle of 63-degree water slid down my back. The bottom lay 27 feet below. Pacific barracuda navigated the strands of kelp. A school of mackerel zoomed about while five white sea bass glided by. As I landed on the rocky bottom, several California halibut came over to check me out, pushing aside some shovelnose guitarfish. Two California moray eels peered out of holes. Leopard sharks cruised by on their endless […]

The Whaler’s Dive Club is based in the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles County. For over forty years the Whaler’s have been organizing monthly dives to the Channel Islands and other spectacular Southern California dive sites. The group meets on the first Tuesday of the month, 7:00 p.m. at the Denny’s Restaurant at 8330 Topanga Canyon Blvd. in Woodland Hills. Guest speakers or other entertainment are featured at every meeting. This recreational dive club and offer trips for divers of all skill levels. Newly […]

Twas the night after our dives, there was nothing else to do,Not a diver was stirring, not even the crew.Our gear were all hanging by the smoke stack with care,With hopes of dry wetsuits in the morn would be there. The divers were tossing and turning in beds,While visions of sea life swam in their heads.And my buddy in his thermals and I counting sheep,Had just settled down for a long waited sleep. When out of the sudden there arose such a clatter,I sprang from […]