Anonymous
9/6/2025, 9:55:44 AM
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Experienced Cave Diver
I'm an experienced but "unlicensed" cave diver. I've been diving hundreds of times over decades, but after what I saw you'll never get me into the water ever again. None of my diving buddies that I could tell about this believe me. They think I must have had nitrogen narcosis or something.
I was part of an informal under-the-radar group who basically cared more about YOLO than sitting on our asses getting licenses and qualifications for every little thing. It killed the adventure for us to have gay organizations and other diving assholes on our case teaching us how to suck eggs and which way we're allowed to piss and when. We'd get some basic paperwork so we can get gear without raising too many questions but otherwise get it from our friends and lie our asses off about where we're going and what we were doing.
A friend and I were illegally diving in a cave and he was killed by some kind of organism that I only saw briefly, but it looked like picrel. I had passed over it seconds earlier, felt a sudden current and turned back to see the tentacles rising around my buddy. He didn't seem to notice at first because he was looking in the direction of his light, and it was surrounding him slowly, I tried to warn him but at the last second they closed around him and I saw his momentary panic as in a split second they dragged him down into a smaller crevice in the cave floor.
The rapid action threw up sediment reducing visibility after that and I was so panicked I used up an embarrassing amount of air just getting the fuck outta there. Divers aren't supposed to panic and I've stayed perfectly calm in innumerable critical situations but this was so sudden it triggered an animal instinct I never felt before. I wasn't even thinking and I'm actually surprised I even kept my regulator in my mouth or managed to quell my panic enough during the ascent to avoid decompression illness.
Caves are supposed to be devoid of larger or dangerous lifeforms due to a minimal food chain.
I was part of an informal under-the-radar group who basically cared more about YOLO than sitting on our asses getting licenses and qualifications for every little thing. It killed the adventure for us to have gay organizations and other diving assholes on our case teaching us how to suck eggs and which way we're allowed to piss and when. We'd get some basic paperwork so we can get gear without raising too many questions but otherwise get it from our friends and lie our asses off about where we're going and what we were doing.
A friend and I were illegally diving in a cave and he was killed by some kind of organism that I only saw briefly, but it looked like picrel. I had passed over it seconds earlier, felt a sudden current and turned back to see the tentacles rising around my buddy. He didn't seem to notice at first because he was looking in the direction of his light, and it was surrounding him slowly, I tried to warn him but at the last second they closed around him and I saw his momentary panic as in a split second they dragged him down into a smaller crevice in the cave floor.
The rapid action threw up sediment reducing visibility after that and I was so panicked I used up an embarrassing amount of air just getting the fuck outta there. Divers aren't supposed to panic and I've stayed perfectly calm in innumerable critical situations but this was so sudden it triggered an animal instinct I never felt before. I wasn't even thinking and I'm actually surprised I even kept my regulator in my mouth or managed to quell my panic enough during the ascent to avoid decompression illness.
Caves are supposed to be devoid of larger or dangerous lifeforms due to a minimal food chain.