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As we lay prone peering over the cliff I noticed that the exhaust bubbles from my breathing regulator, which normally float up towards the surface, were slowing their usual rate of progress.
As I watched, the ascent of my exhaust bubbles got slower and slower - and then the bubbles stopped going up. They simply hung motionless before me in an almost surreal sight, their natural upward buoyancy perfectly countered by the downward drag of the current. Then gradually, as the down currents got perceptively stronger, my exhaust bubbles started being sucked downwards over the edge with increasing ferocity. It was time to leave this strange world – before we too were sucked into the Abyss
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The Beckoning Depths
‘There is nothing more powerful than this attraction toward an abyss’
Jules Verne, Journey to the Centre of the Earth
The chain of events that led me to dive into the heart of the Corryvreckan Whirlpool started in 1982 when I first turned up as a fresh faced 23 year old at the Peterhead Scottish Sub Aqua Club’s weekly dive training night.