Linda and me in Sipadan ... Turtles and sharks galore !!! (Borneo, Malaysia, July 2009)
Linda and me in Sipadan ... Turtles and sharks galore !!! (Borneo, Malaysia, July 2009.)

The binomial lottery

Dear English-speaking readers, this page is an automatic Google translation from a post originally written in French. My apologies for the weird sentences and the funny mistakes that could have been generated during the process. If you can read French, the original and correct version can be found here:

  Between Two Journeys

That's it, he's here! The n ° 2 of Plongeur.com Magazine, to download free. All beautiful, all color, all multimedia, with real bubbles in it. On page 38, my little contribution: a ticket of humor, or rather of humor, titled Beware of the ball! 

Diving with strangers when traveling solo

But this little text could have been called The binomial lottery. Or The quest for the ideal buddy… Or The art of diving at the end of the world with strangers when you're a diver who travels solo… Yes Yes. It's heavy, lived. 😂

We feel that it's stressful, like experience ...

Christian, my Finnish buddy, and me, in training Rescue Diver. (Koh Lipe, Thailand, March 2009.)
Christian, my Finnish buddy, and me, in training Rescue Diver. (Koh Lipe, Thailand, March 2009.)
Linda and me in Sipadan ... Turtles and sharks galore !!! (Borneo, Malaysia, July 2009)
Linda and me in Sipadan ... Turtles and sharks galore! ! ! (Borneo, Malaysia, July 2009.)
Back to the surface, with Adrian, my instructor. (Koh Lipe, Thailand, March 2009.)
Back to the surface, with Adrian, my instructor. (Koh Lipe, Thailand, March 2009.)
With my friends Thomas and Lise, in Anilao, and our Filipino guide Herbert, who became my partner. (Philippines, March 2017)
With my friends Thomas and Lise, in Anilao, and our Filipino guide Herbert, who became my partner. (Philippines, March 2017)

Plongeur.com Magazine: download it!

Plunger.com: the magWell, that's not all that. I barely had time today to fly over this new issue full of images, reports and stories that move ...

I think I have seen stunning images of sharks and mantas. I do not want it anymore!

Congratulations to the editorial team, who sweated blood and pixels to stage this new version. Awesome job.

I copy-paste, below, my prose for Plongeur.com Magazine and I quickly go back in ... To download (it's free), it goes after the links below:

→ Plongeur.com: the n ° 2
→ Plongeur.com: all magazines to download

Beware of the ball! The quest for the ideal buddy ...

Station at the ball: my prose, on page 38!The annoying thing with divers is that they go in pairs. Yes.

When we solo trip, or in insubmersible company, it is necessary to be resigned to it: being not two to bubble, one is registered automatically in the lottery of the pairs! And me, every time I go back to Asia, my favorite diving destination, I have to start my quest for the ideal buddy again.

Always, this little fear reappears, when I put my bag at the end of the world ... Who will they give me as a pair? Will I escape the curse of the ball?

There is the beginner ball: high-speed air thrower, sand mixer and coral breaker, I have the opportunity to curse him a thousand times when he plays fish scarecrows. But the confirmed cannonball has nothing to envy: a furious kicking only wanting to see the "fat", who toothy measure the adorers of the "little" and loves to be the one who has the biggest ... depth on his computer !

Two pairs to flee. If possible. In diving centers as in cruise ships, the staff takes care in principle to match compatible divers of the same level. Still, it is necessary to have something to compose a consistent team among the rare solitaires entered on the board ...

One day, off Koh LantaIn Thailand, I found myself flanked by a very kind, but too zealous binomette. She did not want to let go of a palm! I tried to dig the distance, to signal to him to move a little, in vain. She kept sticking to me, to hit me, to scare the critters I wanted to flash.

Ah yes ! Small precision of importance: I have the annoying habit of taking pictures under water. So, my ideal buddy is him (or her) also a photographer, preferably. So adept of slowness. Attentive and accomplice. Passionate and enthusiastic. And, of course, he has humor.

A rare pearl ? Not so sure.

The ideal buddy exists. I met him. Several times. There are traveling pairs that I will never forget. As Sabrina, and Linda, met in Sipadan, Malaysia, three years apart. Two experienced divers, sensitive, synchronous with my own rhythm and my affinities. Wonder shared in front of the schools of barracudas, sharks and turtles ...

And To fart, a solid, funny and caring guy, who has webbed by my side in the waters of Nusa Penida, off Bali. It is a bit to him that I must have been able to admire the lunar swimming of the fabulous mola-molas, in a stream to decorate the nudibranchs. Memorable!

Finally, in case of odd number, I become the binomette of the guide of palanquée. Top. Especially if said guide is a local guy, who knows the sites like his pocket.

I want to greet here the latest ones: Aris and Witjak, two Indonesian divers who watched over my bubbles, Pulau Wehin North Sumatra, in March. But this is another story…

😎

  Between Two Journeys

  1. I read your article yesterday, I loved it. I am often in the same case as you, I made beautiful meetings but also less beautiful, indeed, it is the lottery.

  2. LOOOL !!! I loved your article, Corinne, especially that I recognized myself in the beginner ball that sticks a little too much his teammate (well yes, the fish is scary) and who makes trenches in the sand (thanks to me, the background of chamangieu has gone from 15 to 18 m 🙂)) fortunately I have the eye for small critters that I love to find, which can counterbalance the lack of experience ... 😛

  3. Congratulations on your article, I love your humor and you made me laugh ...
    Alas, even being in pairs, unless diving only 2 or with a guide ... there is the rest of the team ...
    And here we find the XXXXXL (which fortunately is sometimes invited to go up with another consumer of its size) ...
    We find the speedy webbed leaves to exceed the guides too slow for their musculature ...
    We also meet the selfish who will squat, only in the world, the macro curiosity that no one else will see because they take good care to swing a palm right position on what there was to see turning around ... In addition to clumsy palm trees, there are also suitable fog, which vigorously pound up and down on sandy bottom ...
    Binom and squad, same balls and even lottery!
    Too bad the life of a diver! 😡

  4. @Denis: Thank you for that little word. I am not the only one to live this lottery !!! It reassures ...
    😀

    @Minimouss: Bah, we are all the ball of someone, me first, with my camera gear, my mania to wander and ravage me on small animals.
    🙄

    @Manta: You make me laugh too with your comment. One could draw up a whole tragi-comic typology of the palanquées. And we would call it "The return of the curse of the hellish squamation" ...
    😆

  5. My man is my partner but sometimes I would like another one. Descent difficult because of sensitive ears while my ENT has never seen ears like mine, I'm a real fish!
    My man with less experience he still manages badly its buoyancy and sends me sand, unfortunate for my macro shots!
    If one day we had the opportunity to dive together I think we would train a nice Miss Corinne team. The photographers are a band apart among the divers, I stayed 30 minutes to observe the family of mandarins at dusk, it was just with my Malaysian dive master very patient and marveled like me in front of the wonders of the nature.

  6. @LiseMet: Hey, hey, yes, very good idea! You leave sir at home, and we go out together and I flash some animals under the water. I am for the peace of the households, me ...
    😆

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