The high energy dive sites of the Isle of Man are richly fed by the currents that race around the Island. These tides can be very fast and thus it is important to dive them on slack water otherwise divers can find themselves in either Scotland or Ireland! Time and tide wait for no man and thus Ariel was pained to realise that he couldn’t have a lie in – Saturday morning started with a 7.30 pick up! We loaded to the boat Endeavour and headed off towards the Calf of Man to our first site – Bay Fine. This was a site I hadn’t dived before, a magnificent wall covered in deadmens fingers. Alice and I caught sight of the full length of a ling in a long fissure. Steve found an octopus, others had splendid first dives as wrasse and pollock swam around us. We reboarded the diveboat very easily on a lift system – no climbing ladders for us and hot teas and coffees were very quickly made available for us
The next dive was at the highly charged Buroo. This was probably my favourite dive of the weekend. This is right on the tip of the Calf of Man were the currents sweep nutrient rich seas. John Sweetman and I descended through comb jellies to a carpet of oatenpipe hydroids in full bloom. Gulleys were pasted with deadmens fingers, jewel anemones, Devonshire cup corals and other cnidarians. A stunning sight to behold! Unfortunately I had a problem with my suit inflate and had to abort the dive early and only managed 23 minutes, but what a 23 minutes! Getting back on the boat one of the locals who joined us had actually seen a basking shark underwater. We weren’t sure whether to believe him or not – his buddy hadn’t seen it (how can you miss a fish the size of a whale?) and although he had a camera with him, he didn’t take a photo (ok he had a macro lens on, but he could have snapped its eye)
Saturday evening, we went our separate ways, I met up with my Uncle who now lives on the island and the boys went for a curry. When we met up Sunday morning it appeared that the curry was lying heavy. Dave George had tripled his antacid dosage and it wasn’t yet 8 o’clock! We loaded the Endeavour again and headed out for the Fairy Caves. I had a rare chance to dive with Ariel and we enjoyed going in and out of the caves. Large boulders flanked the outside of the caves as Pollock and wrasse weaved their way in and out of the kelp forests. Inside, we were treated to vertical walls covered in hydroids, anemones, red seaweeds, urchins, red and yellow sponges. The whole scheme was a 1970’s wallpaper at its most garish!
All to quickly the last dive approached – The Clan McMaster in the Sound of Calf. I dived with Alice again and we caught a brief glimpse of the wreck before we were taken by the express train that was a drift, taking us over carpets of bryozaon, anemones and hydroids. We were swept into kelp at 5m and thus ended the dive all too early. As we surface, a horde of seals dived straight into the waters around us, thus giving us the perfect ending to a most enjoyable dive!
The weekend was going to end at the Indian, the only eating establishment open on the Island on a Sunday evening, but the lads had curried themselves out – instead, we gathered a Chinese takeaway and some beers and it was back to Captain Dewhurst’s boat, via the magnificent rowing skills of first mate Alice. A pleasurable evening was had as we watched the sun setting over Port St Mary
A marvelous weekend of diving was had by all. Good weather and pleasant company was enjoyed by all and I hope that it isn’t too long before we return to this my favourite dive location





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