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SCUBA Wrap Up/Last Full Day in Ko Tao

I’m sitting on Freedom Beach, at the south tip of Ko Tao. It’s a great beach, it reminds me a lot of beach 69 on Hawaii, but a bit more busy and developed. So a great beach, but beach 69 remains my favorite beach in the world. Freedom beach has a wonderful shallow white sand, and trees just 10 yards from the surf. So you can sit in the sun or in shade. Strings with chunks of white coral hang from the trees, swinging in the breeze. It’s much more relaxed here. Were I to come to the island again (and didn’t need to be at Scuba Junction at 6:45AM each morning), I’d definitely stay on this side of the island, it doesn’t tickle unease like Sairee does.

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This morning we did our last two dives. Both were at the wreck, the H.T.M.S. Sattakut. The Private Eye took notes on the wreck, its condition, and potential hazards. She sketched it while I took measurements of its dimensions (65 kick strokes long, 10 kick strokes wide). It was almost as if I were helping her with an investigation, her making a map of a scene.

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The ship was given to Thailand by the U.S. it saw service in Okinawa in WW II and was sunk 1.5 years ago to make an artificial reef.

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The old wreck near Ko Tao had been in a shallow channel and monsoon season destroyed it. At the end of the second wreck dive we came up to 23m to wander a bit around Hin Pee Wee, the dive site it’s near.

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With those two dives, the second of which was EAN, we completed all of the skills necessary for our certification. So we are now certified deep divers (up to 38m/130ft), enhanced air divers (up to EAN40) and wreck divers!

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— The Professor

 

Go UKT!

There isn’t a real University of Koh Tao, not that I am aware of anyway. But Sairee Beach has so many resemblances to a college campus, I thought the name was apt.

Most people seem to be here to study. Study scuba, that is. You initially try to schedule your classes/dives in the afternoon, so you can sleep late, but then you realize that the best classes/dives are in the morning, so you suck it up and enroll in the program for which you must arise at 6 am. Some people are clearly here to learn, then get out to the big wide world of Other Dive Sites. Others start learning here, decide to stay, and eventually become instructors or part of the infrastructure. Town/gown relations seem to be good; the ladies who work reception at our bungalows seem to like us, as do the Thai folks at the various places we go, and the Thai folks on staff at our dive school (all of the support staff, from the boat captain to reception to the guys who fill the tanks).

Of course, there are the occasional irks of college life. I missed hearing Phil Hartnoll of Orbital and a bunch of other good djs play the other night because I had a big test our first deep water dive that morning. Well, I sort of missed it. I wasn’t there. But I actually woke up at 4:30 am thinking, oh my god that’s beautiful music… The party was still raging, and loud enough that I could hear it halfway down the beach. It was lovely to lie there and listen for a while, and then get an extra hour of sleep before the deep dives.

I missed the party, but I did take a great extracurricular – I took a flying trapeze class. The owner of the shop, a pleasant woman, has a nice rig and her lesson down to a science. First, on a static trapeze, they show you how to go from hanging by your hands to hanging by your knees (you have to kick up at the very end of the swing, and not before!) Then you swing from your knees, stretching your arms like superman and arching your back. It is from this position that you make contact with the catcher – you grab each others arms and release the knees from your own bar! You are flying!

I also learned how to let go of the trapeze and do a full somersault before landing on the net. It was so much fun that I would have kept doing it every day were we not diving every day. As it is, I will definitely try it again in SF. Don’t worry, mom, in addition to the net there was also a belt with ropes attached to slow and control your fall. It was very safe; probably the most dangerous part was climbing the ladder.

If this is a university, the mascot would certainly be the Siamese cat. We have seen them elsewhere in Thailand, but never in such abundance as here. It appears to be a recessive coat color rather than a special breed, about as rare as tortoiseshell cats in the states.

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– the private eye

Ps. diving has been amazing too, but the professor has written so much about that, I will skip it.

 

Next Steps

We have two more dives here in Ko Tao, our two wreck dives. One of them will be nitrox. Our instructor, Gemma, will be bringing a camera so we will have pictures of us diving a wreck! It seems silly that we’ve spent so many hours underwater and have no pictures to show for it.

We’re then catching a boat to Ko Phagnan on the 25th. The full moon party is the night of the 26th, we will dive Sail Rock on the 28th. We booked a flight (through Kuala Lampur) to Bali from Phuket (western side of southern Thailand) on Feb. 1st. . So between the 28th to 31st, we will choose between diving some more in Ko Phagnan, rock climbing near Krabi, or maybe even dive the Similans as a day dive. Or some combination of these options. We can’t dive on the 31st as we are flying on the 1st so I suspect we will rock climb or travel that day.

Met a wonderful couple yesterday, originally from Toronto, now living in Gold Coast. We all went out to dinner and mid-dinner they remembered it was their second anniversary! I’m glad we chose a nice Italian place, recommended by the scuba instructor from Milan.

Today we are going to finally walk around the island a bit, as we have no more afternoon class work. Meeting up with the SF burner for dinner.

I’m missing all of my friends back home! Hope they are all having a wonderful time. February is my favorite month in the Bay Area, I’m sad I’ll miss it. Well, only kinda sorta sad. 🙂

— The Professor

 

Vacationers and Finding Beauty

We had hoped to dive Monday morning, but had to delay our training dives for a day due to my having some food poisoning. I slept for 15 hours and am now better, although not quite 100%. I figure I’ll be fine by tomorrow morning, when we do our first enriched air nitrox (EAN) dive. We went over the materials with our instructor, Gemma, today, measured the nitrox tanks we’re using tomorrow, and did some sample nitrogen and oxygen calculations. While EAN lets you stay down longer because it has a lower nitrogen concentration than standard air (79%), as this nitrogen is replaced with oxygen you can suffer from oxygen toxicity due to a higher oxygen level in your blood. So this means EAN lets you dive longer and have shorter surface intervals, but you can’t go as deep. For medium depths (60 to 100 feet), it’s greatly helpful.

This pushes our departure date from Ko Tao to the 25th. The Private Eye booked us a room on the north side of Ko Phagnan starting the night of the 25th. While the Full Moon Party and other dancing is mostly on the south side of the island, the diving is on the north side. Since we want to dive Sail Rock (reportedly a great place to see whale sharks), we figure staying in the north and heading down south (a short taxi ride) when there’s good music seems better than trying to sleep for a day of diving near Hat Rin.

After Ko Phagnan we will either head to Krabi for some rock climbing or go to Bali. It depends on how much more of the idyllic tropical beach vacation we want. The Private Eye is loving it here. Swimming is so easy and so pleasant. The air is warm, the water is warm, and you can go to the beach at a moment’s notice.

I’m less taken than she is. Don’t get me wrong, I love tropical beaches. Were we alone and basking in the idyllic serenity of solitude, I might feel differently. Ko Tao is a pretty busy place, and a stop-over point for many. Unlike Luang Prabang or Chiang Mai, the draw is the beach, not the people or culture. Accordingly, it draws a different crowd, one I have trouble finding much commonality with. What’s especially unfortunate, and something I need to take a hard look at, is why.

The first signifier for me was the tattoos. A lot of the guests here, both men and women, have tattoos. At first, I thought that was a good sign. But after a few minutes, it seemed a bit off. Sure, they are tattoos, but they are large, noisy, muddled, and rarely beautiful. For example, one man had the right side of his back with a cutaway of his ribs and internal organs. Could be cool. Except it didn’t line up right. The drawn ribs didn’t fall on top of his actual ribs, and their curvature wasn’t quite right. There’s a lot of blue work. A lot of swords, snakes, feathers, and other shoulder designs.

I mentioned this to The Private Eye, she thought for a bit, and asked “Do you think it’s a class thing?” After chewing on that for a day, I have to admit she’s right.

Living in San Francisco, it’s easy to lose perspective. When someone we know decides to get a tattoo, they go to one of the best shops in SF, arrange for a consultation, sit down with the artist for an hour, maybe more than once, to figure out the exact tattoo. Then you book an appointment, wait a few weeks, and get the tattoo. Excellent artists charge $200 or more, such that a large or complex design can easily set you back $2000. That’s a lot of money, but since it’s something you’ll have for the rest of your life, it makes sense to pay for it.

But that care and resulting beauty is a luxury. If you don’t have $2,000, you can’t hire the artist that charges so much and sits down with you for an hour and spends a lot of time coming up with a custom design for you. Put more honestly, and here is where I have to look hard at myself, you also can’t afford to hire someone with taste. Not everyone can buy the nicest things, even sometimes.

Wandering along the beach last night didn’t help, seeing guys peeing high up on the beach, behind buildings, where the urine will stink, rather than go to a washroom or just pee in the sea.

One of my students (The Brewer) once commented that he didn’t know anyone as concerned with aesthetics as much as I am. Clearly he doesn’t know The Private Eye well enough. One thing she has impressed on me over the years is how important it is to surround yourself with beauty. That beauty can be natural or man made. It can be permanent or ephemeral. It can be physical, or the beauty of a person’s mind and heart. And maybe that is my problem here. I see the beauty of Ko Tao, but I do not see the beauty of its guests. It is my failing, and maybe that is why I shrug when The Private Eye beams.

That being said, I ran into a burner from who lives on Potrero Hill Monday night, we are going to meet up for dinner tomorrow Wednesday night:

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— The Professor

 

SCUBA!

We’ve now settled in to Ko Tao. We are staying at least until the 23rd, and might stay longer depending on how our Ko Phagnan plans shape up. The full moon party is on the 26th, and finding a room can be difficult. If we can arrange one from here, we might leave later. Otherwise we will probably need to leave on the afternoon of the 23rd. We’ve moved from our B1200 bungalow to a much smaller and minimal B400 one:

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Our diving schedule is this:

  • Jan. 17: arrive, arrange for refresher course, sleep
  • Jan. 18: refresher classroom in the morning, skill refresher and fun dive in the afternoon
    (Twins)
  • Jan. 19: arranged for dives and courses in the morning, fun dives in the afternoon (Twins, White Rock)
  • Jan. 20: fun dive in the morning, deep diving classroom in the afternoon
  • Jan. 21: deep dives in the morning, nitrox classroom in the afternoon
  • Jan. 22: nitrox dives in the morning, wreck classroom in the afternoon
  • Jan. 23: wreck dives in the morning, catch the ferry to Ko Phagnan in the afternoon?

Deep diving is learning about the issues and dangers that arise when you go below 60ft, which is approximately 3 atmospheres of pressure. The basic summary is that you need to be more careful when you ascend because you can have nitrogen in your blood at higher pressure. That’s the really dangerous thing in diving: coming up too quickly from higher pressure, so gas dissolved in your body forms bubbles (like a soda you have just opened). Nitrox is using a gas mixture that has a higher oxygen content (lower nitrogen) than regular air, which lets you stay down longer, something very useful when diving deep. You have to learn about oxygen poisoning and new dive tables. Finally, wreck diving is learning skills and guidelines for diving sunken shipwrecks, such as don’t touch anything because it might fall on you. You typically want deep diving certification for wrecks because they are deep, and nitrox as well so you can stay that deep for more than 5 or 10 minutes.

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Our instructor for the refresher course was Leane, an English woman who used to work in corporate finance and wants to return to school for a Ph.D. in psychology, most of all at… Stanford! We talked a little about it and I offered to talk with her about her motivations and whether a Ph.D. is right for her. She was a fantastic instructor. The Private Eye sometimes takes 2-3 minutes in her initial descent (her ears equalize slowly), and Leane was very supportive, helpful, and patient. We did lots of high fives under water.

Today, our dive leader was Rachel, also from England, who used to be a punk, loves hip hop, and I’m sure could beat me up in a fight (not that that’s saying much). She was also excellent. When we found a lionfish hiding on a rock, something she had recently discovered and not told many about yet, she did a little underwater fist pump dance. Enthusiasm is infectious!

After a dive, you log what you did: how deep, how long, where, when, conditions, and what you saw. The post dive logging generally involves the dive leader walking you through everything you saw, a long list of fish, coral, sea cucumbers, and crustaceans. But, in all honesty, these aren’t the things that capture my attention or imagination. The lionfish was kinda cool, yeah, but the moments that made me stop and stare were much larger in scale. Like the time on our first dive when I looked up at the reflective surface of the water and saw silhouetted two schools of fish, one made up of hundreds of silvery fish about 6 inches long, the other 8 longtail fishes, these yellow, black, and white fish that are about a foot long and have a long, thin, white trailing fin on the top of their body. These hundreds of fish filled my field of view, not quite blotting out the sun but putting me in deep shade. Or, in our White Rock dive, when I looked down in a deep region and couldn’t see the bottom, just a blue green nothingness below, with shadows of fishes of all sizes flitting back and forth before fading into the unknown depth.

We have chosen this dive schedule because one of the instructors at our school, on hearing we wanted to dive the Liberty wreck, nodded a lot and said it is a fantastic dive. So in our agenda of seeking peak experiences, spending our time on Ko Tao diving to learn skills so we can dive the wreck is the plan.

Our camera can actually go to 10m underwater. I’m going to see if we can get some pictures to post. Given we are diving deep it might be tough, but hopefully I can figure out a way.

— The Professor

 

Ko Tao

There are three islands close to one another on the east coast of southern Thailand: Ko Samui, Ko Phagnan, and Ko Tao. None of them are cheap like Laos is cheap (all you can eat buffet for $1.25!), due to their being beautiful tropical islands, but I listed them above in decreasing cost. Ko Samui is a well developed resort island, Ko Phagnan is famous for its beach dance parties, and Ko Tao, the little brother to the others, has become a diving mecca. Here you can see dive boats clustered around a dive site (I think this is Twin Pinnacles):

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Of course it has fine diving (we dove today and it was the best dive of my life, except maybe the time I swam alongside a turtle off the Kohala coast in Hawaii), but other places in the region have fantastic diving. As the cheapest of the three islands, Ko Tao is the place to learn how to dive and to take more advanced diving courses. Half of the places you can stay have dive schools, and in the afternoon every pool is filled with classes of people learning.

So this is our first stop in tropical Southeast Asia. The Private Eye and I haven’t dived in two and a half years, so we wanted to stop here to refresh our skills, maybe learn some new ones, and get recommendations from the local divers. After this, we’re thinking we want to dive Sail Rock (either from here or Ko Phagnan), I’m excited about the wreck dive near Bali (the Liberty), and we are considering going to the east coast of Thailand to dive the Similan islands. Originally the Similans had been high on our list, but it can be expensive, since it’s near the higher-end resort beaches of Phuket. So depending on how money is feeling when we wrap up here, we might head to Phuket, or, if money is tight, we might instead head to Railay Beach and Krabi, also on the east coast, for some oceanside cliff climbing.

Arriving here was, for lack of a better word, a bitch. We took the night train from Bangkok to Chumphon. We wanted a sleeper car, but it’s still busy enough around here, and we did it the day of, that all we could get were 2nd class seats. Since there was no AC, the windows were open, which meant passing trains were a deafening roar. A lot of other uncomfortable things meant each of us slept 3 hours at most. One night of poor sleep is not too hard, but we’d also only slept 3-4 hours the night before. We arrived in Chumphon at 5 am to take a bus at 6 am to a high speed catamaran to Ko Tao, departing at 7. The sea was rough enough that I started to become queasy, and almost lost it as I made my way to the back of the boat. What made it especially hard was that my eyes were so tired I couldn’t stay focused on the horizon – looking at the horizon I was fine, eyes closed or unfocused was bad. But once I was at the stern and could watch the churn of the water from the engines, I was fine. I actually feel asleep, sitting down, head resting on the railing. I arrived soaked in salt water, but with a stable stomach.

We caught a soorng-tao to Sairee beach, where a few of the most recommended dive schools are, found a too-expensive room that was fine for one night (B1200/$40) since we needed to sleep so badly, arranged for a refresher class the next day (Friday the 18th) with Scuba Junction, a seemingly awesome diving school (they are), and crashed out.

So this is a tropical island, with all that entails: beautiful white sand beaches whose sand is so fine in parts it feels like clay. The beach itself is all bars, restaurants, and dive schools. So you can, for B60 ($2), get a cup of coffee as well as toast with jam and butter, and eat them lounging on a patio that ends 10 feet from the surf. All of the beach is free access, so you can walk up and down it as much as you want. It’s not crowded. While it might be hard to find a patch of beach which has no one else for 30 feet, it’s trivial to find a spot for your towel. Sairee beach is about a kilometer long, with rocks at both of its ends, so you can walk it in 15 minutes.

I woke up before The Private Eye so did exactly that, walked up and down the beach, sitting down a few times, for an hour or so. Three people gave me fliers for events that evening as I walked: a new yoga studio, a flying trapeze show with free trials, and a bikini/trunk fashion show. I tried to be in the Burning Man spirit; rather than say no, I took every one offered with genuine interest. The Private Eye awoke, we had grilled barracuda for dinner (actually a big, square meal) and went to the trapeze show, whose details I’ll elide because I think The Private Eye night have more to say.

So we went to be early, woke up at 8 or so, booked a cheaper room, and made our way to Scuba Junction for our refresher course at 10AM.

— The Professor