Though trim is one of the basic skills in technical diving, it turns out to be hazardous to health! Let us look closely at the question
The combination of mystical Baikal, the frozen lake-scapes and the whole concept of diving under the ice of the deepest lake on earth combine to make this one of the most fulfilling and rewarding diving experiences you could ever hope for.
Almost 6,000 kilometers and four different kinds of transport were left behind. I had to change transport for three times and, finally, I got to Siberia, Lake Baikal. Gennady Misan, the director of the dive-center “BaikalTek” met our group at the Irkutsk airport, and took us to the island of Ol’hon. A wooden estate situated in Khuzhir, the main village of the island, was our place of residence for the next week. Before the trip I had thoroughly looked through the Internet pages concerning Lake Baikal and without any hints could indicate that Ol’hon Island was the largest island of the lake, located in its middle part, near its western shore. Its maximum length is 71 km, width is 12 km.
Not all technical dives end up successfully; unforeseen circumstances often make an elaborate dive plan go completely wrong. What will a person do when it's a question of life and death? Give it all up and submit or fight till the end trying to find the way out? On January 9th Gennady Misan had a 155m dive that could have ended tragically, but due to accurate work of the diver and the support team we can learn all the details not from a police record, but in the diver’s words.
Saloon of ship “Valeriya” is swaying quietly on the Baikal’s waves; the thoughts start moving quicker through the head hurried by the sound of the motor, and outside the illuminator there is only indescribable beauty. A thoughtful young man is sitting with his laptop, trying to lure in the muse and get some inspiration from her. This is probably the best time to start a ship journal about our adventures. So, get comfortable, pour yourself some tea, take a cookie, and listen.
Have you ever been on a diving safari? If so, what are your memories of it? Actually, just a second let me guess: a snow-white dive-boat is going through the waves and all you can see in front is the endless sea.
Here, in the heart of Siberia, a rather extraordinary event takes place. Concealed by rising mountains the Earths interior slowly rifts apart, creating world’s deepest reservoir containing roughly 20 percent of the world’s surface fresh water. It is winter now; and the lake is frozen into silence. Only an icy wind sweeps across its surface. But, for us, it is time to go diving
I was like everyone else, Drank and worked in fields. I have read Dao De Jing And have nderstood: “I got caught!” I have burned my penthouse,I have checked the vines And I got out to dance In the fog over Yatszy.