It has been discussed several times recently the performance of double hose regulators at depth. Just a couple of days ago I did my second--and last--dive on the Zebulon Pike in Table Rock. Using a rented semi dry suit, gloves and hood, lights and reel and my Double 50s with twin regulators, RAM on the center and MR12 backup with a slung pony sporting a Tekna T2100, Nemrod slipped from the Whaler and made his way down the guide line solo. The lake is about 10 feet or more higher than last time I was there. Viz essentially sucked through 30 feet where it opened up to about 20 feet or less and still essentially sucked and then below 60 feet maybe barely 30--maybe. It was dark and cold with temps right at 50 degrees, brrrrrrr. I circled down over the wreck and then along the side, swam through the bar and up the stairs and then over the stern dropping below the wreck and down the slope and then over what appeard to be a ten foot ledge. This ledge seemed to be about 30 feet aft of the wreck and downslope, I don't remember this from last year but then I am not sure I went to this exact place. This then took me to several boulders at 140 feet. Thirty feet below my supposed limit. Bottom time was now hovering at 15 minutes per the Seiko and I was so cold I was dizzy. I could not think clearly from the cold and could not make my mind up as to make a straight ascent or go back the way I came--where I had stashed a bottle for decompression--why was I thinking this--beats me--I think it was the urge to escape the hellish cold--though I knew I could not--I owed a decompression debt that was growing rapidly. I decided to to go back the way I came. I followd my silt trail back to the wreck and then up and over her and somehow managed to find the line back to the tree. I did not feel good and could not get my breath and was exhausted. The cold was like an iron vice on my chest. The RAM responded with it's best and lived up to it's billing, King of the Deep (lol). At the tree awaited a fresh 80 with Tekna and plenty of air to decompress plus what I had still in the Double 50s. The water was still very cold at thirty feet and as soon as I could I moved up to 20 which was the thermocline. Free of the grip of the icy water I felt normal again. This dive was done, I am not going back, I seen it twice, I done it--that's it for me.
Just a bit more, I had decided to leave an 80 at the tree at approx thrity feet rather than slinging it. This was in part because the passage into the bar was narrow as I recalled. Once there I saw that it was a bit larger than memory served. Still, I am not much into slinging large bottles and so it was my plan to decompress at the tree as we had done last year. I cannot say in retrospect this was entirely smart. Had I decided to ascend straight away I might not have been able to find my decompression reserve but would have--in this case---still been okay because I had plenty in the 50s and the 20cf pony could have been used for deco for about 50 cf total between the two. Anyways, that is how it was and will never be again.
Nemrod