Better conditions have returned! The water is a toasty eighty-six, but more importantly, the vis was between ten and fifteen feet. HOWEVER, it is Labor Day weekend and parking is at a premium. We arrived two hours before high tide and got the last two spots at Phil Foster. For our one hour, twenty-one minute dive we were all comfortable without wetsuits. As a few intoxicated locals started a heated argument that had all the potential of blowing up into a fight I remembered why I try to avoid bridge dives on weekend afternoons. The weekday early morning high tides are absolutely the nicest times to dive the bridge. So, if you have the option, skip work to dive the bridge; it's worth avoiding the weekend. Get in the water, Ham (The photo: The kids had played hooky if you missed that episode. If you do not know who these people are you have had a deprived childhood. I'd complain to my parents.)
