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The weekend’s diving finished, we made our way back across the Loch to Kyle to retrieve the boats, stack the cars and head off for the long 5-hour drive back to the east coast. The world of wreck diving and the thrill of finding and diving virgin wrecks had been revealed to me. I would no longer be content, shore diving on reefs and rocks. The wrecks themselves were full of interest and challenges - and attracted more sea life than elsewhere. I would now focus on wreck diving – and I vowed after the cold of this weekend to get myself one of the new dry suits. I had just grown out of Scottish wet suit diving.
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Circles within Circles
‘BOND-LIKE BOAT CHASE’
Sunday Post, June 15 1986
From initial training in 1982 onwards I had been spending progressively more time out at sea, diving. Other than a panic attack on my first deep boat dive and a few other minor mishaps I had not managed to get myself into any particularly dangerous or life threatening situations. That was about to change on 14 June 1986 in a way that would have been comical - had it not been so deadly serious. Curiously the incident was in no way connected to diving.