Despite less than stellar conditions in Grand Case, the three of us planned on doing a dive at Créole Rock and loaded up the dinghy with all of our gear and motored toward the Rock. We noticed an odd shape in the water and saw that it was an overturned catamaran but it was only about 3/4 inverted (it turned out that the mast was dragging on the bottom). Although some powerboats were circling around nobody seemed to be helping so we asked if we could help and it turned out the we could – they needed the main sail halyard cut at the top of the mast but couldn’t dive deep enough. So I put on my gear, jumped in (losing my dive knife in the process) and realized I couldn’t help them much. By this time the CROSAG boat had arrived so I asked them for a knife but then Desi and Agathe had a problem with the dinghy engine and I had to swim to their drifting dinghy to help; but once that was taken care I made short work of the halyard and we could head off to our dive. The funny thing was that they had told me to cut the RED halyard, but at depth all the lines looked just the same – fortunately I guessed the correct line.
The Créole Rock dive was a comfortable one for the three of us, and we returned via Octopus diving to discuss a day trip with them to Île Fourchue on Sunday and ended up borrowing their vehicle to do some provisioning and getting fuel for the dinghy. We put 3 Red Stripes into the freezer to cool quickly and Desi discovered, to her intense pain, that the Freezer Door of Death has no gas spring and it slammed onto her hand, hurting but luckily not breaking, two fingers on her right hand. We used our small supply of ice cubes to reduce the swelling but she was in quite a bit of pain. Her diving buddy was reduced to feeding and taking care of her and in the end the only medicine that had any effect was some 12-year Scottish bottled stuff which luckily still seemed to have the necessary effect, although it did take most of the medicine to work effectively.
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