been waiting for,â Tornado announced when everyone finally arrived. Not exactly true in my case. âAfter we get suited up weâre all going to go through an equipment check. Then weâll review emergency procedures â Patty girl here is going to take us through that part â¦â My face felt like it was going to melt right off my skull. âSo letâs get started.â
When everyone was ready I reviewed all the procedures from the manual. Then Tornado gave everyone further safety instructions. Just as TB and I were about to walk with everyone else down to the end of the pier Tornado stopped us.
âHold on, you two. Now I know TB here is breathless over the thought of being your partner â¦â He chuckled at his lame joke, while I willed my cheeks from turning crimson red. â⦠But for your first open water dive Iâll be going down with you both. Just want to make sure thereâs no more of that mouth-to-mouth resuscitation business â¦â Gross â my sentiments exactly. I felt like a dolt that Tornado had to accompany us. But the sooner he could see that I was no good at diving â the sooner the test would be over.
After we got in the water Tornado said: âOkay, kiddo, weâre going to try the buddy breathing again and weâre going to keep doing it until you either swallow a fish tank of seawater or get it right.â Could he be more insulting?
âIâll give it another try. I just hope I donât choke up with fear.â
âDonât worry, weâve got your back,â TB said. Tornado nodded.
As we bounced around on the waves I could feel my heart pounding inside me. A part of me wanted to be the coward Tornado expected me to be, but there was another part of me who was trying to recall all the things Mom and Aunt Beatrix had said to give me courage.
âJust remember to breathe calmly as we descend. And remember this is going to be fun!â TB said.
âThatâs right!â Tornado smacked my back and I caught a mouthful of salt water. âOkay, letâs go.â
Even though it went against every instinct in my body I put my head under water and took my first tentative breaths through the regulator. Then I could hear it â scush-shhhh, scush-shhh, scush-shhh â it was the sound of my breathing under water. I looked over at Tornado, who was giving me the okay sign. I returned the signal. Then he gave me the signal it was time to descend. My heartbeat went into hyper speed, but I knew better than to hold my breath. Easy, steady breaths, I told myself over and over again. And down we wentâ¦.
December 25th, 1811
It was a pleasant Christmas Day for the men. The general merriment included carol singing, rum cake, and for dinner a fine cooked turkey â we had been nursing the tasty fellow along since St. Catherineâs for this very purpose. Afterwards the men partook in games of various sorts and more carol singing.
The air is getting warmer as we near the Sandwich Islands. According to my first mate, rations are getting low, so we will wood and water there and may stay on for some time. I know the men look forward to it and it will be a welcome respite for us all.
I am pleased to report that Mister Lockhart has been contrite of late and we have begun to take our supper together once again. Now that we know we will soon arrive at the Sandwich Islands our conversation is mostly about what to expect when we get there. No doubt the gentleman will want to exchange wares once we arrive so I am preparing him by sharing my experiences dealing with the aboriginal peoples of Hawaiâi, particularly their customs. I daresay Mister Lockhart may be very knowledgeable in his dealings with the typical New York businessman. However, it is a completely different matter when one is standing as a stranger on the shore of a new people. Decorum and humility is of paramount necessity in such cases.
With the