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On the last Sunday in September, Ross, Dave, Mike, Mike (Mike x 2)
and myself loaded all of our gear on the Orion and set off into the
San Pedro Channel to eliminate all traces of "dry gill". "Dry Gill"
is that horrible affliction with symptoms including - but not limited
to - irritability, crabbiness, fatigue, general feeling of unrest, quarrelsomeness
with friends, coworkers, and "significant others", and, an impending
sense of inability to show up at work unless you get an entire quality
day of time underwater. Friends, co-workers, spouses, etc. who are familiar
with this illness can be recognized by preceding any interactions with
you by a simple question "have you been out diving lately". If the answer
is "yes" - you can see them relax immediately, if the answer is "no"
- they seem to shrink and slink off in the other direction before you
even notice that they have disappeared..
Our first health rejuvenating destination was a site that Ross calls
the Radio Tower. It is called the Radio Tower because it looks a lot
like an old radio tower that somehow ended up on its side in the ocean.
Visibility at the Radio Tower wasn't very good, but it didn't matter,
it was wet and soothing with pretty things to look at. Ross even found
an old bottle that had become a home to a variety of critters including
some nudi's..

Starting to feel better, we next headed over to what has become my
favorite reef - Hawthorne's. Hawthorne's isn't too far from Old Marineland
so I decided to spend this dive checking out the nudibranchs. There
were lots of them, everywhere.