AIDA Freediving course - Day 3
In short: about 25 meters FIM and a private lesson for the duck dive
AIDA theory exam, 8 pages in English
Today is the last day of level 1. To qualify we also have to take a theory exam, ours contains 8 pages which is quite extensive compared to the test of the other participants. For their SSI certificate they only have to tick some given response-options, so they are done quite quickly. The evening before Jens and I had put our back into theory for hours in our AirBnB, so there were only a few small corrections after the exam. Good. This part is finished.
Free Immersion, 2nd round.
Back in the sea. We do the obligatory warm-up with free immersion: down and a relaxed hang at 10 meters. The second time we go a bit deeper and the third time as deep as relaxation and equalization allow. With me it’s 24.7m - I’ve never been that deep before. Equalization was easy for me and so a slight euphoria spreads within me. But this shouldn’t last long…
Constant weight with a clumsy duck
Aaah, what a relaxed time I had making my way down hand over hand along a rope during free immersion. Hardly any energy input, full concentration on equalization. The rope determined the direction, I could simply close my eyes.
With constant weight it’s a bit different. After an efficient duck dive we swim down without touching the rope and make our way back in the same manner. With Dunia it seems like a cakewalk. Her duck dive is effortlessly elegant, she descends in a perfect vertical position with an even fin stroke and comes back up just as relaxed.
Now me. I am super stressed. Despite several attempts at home I hadn‘t learned a proper duck dive yet. So in a benevolent mood I would call the performance of my duck dive as “individual” - or to be exact: as “devoid of any technique”.
I close my eyes, try to concentrate. When I descend, I feel totally uncoordinated. I put too much energy into the movement, and again I am thinking too much. Nah, that’s not how it works.’ Just give an impulse from the hip, nothing more’. Dunia shows it again. ‘Like a mermaid’, she says. Sigh. I feel like a hippo.
Next step is training of the rescue dive so we can bring our buddy safely to the surface in the event of a blackout and encourage him to breathe again. We have already learned the theory and practiced the procedure several times on land. In the water everything feels different. I carry out the first try with Dunia, who kindly stays alive, although I still make mistakes. The second time it works out quite well. I’m still a little nervous doing it, but surely this will soon subside when the rescue dive will get a place in the regular training with Jens. After all, in an emergency everything should happen automatically and as relaxed as possible.
After lunch break Jens and I return to the beach. I want to practice the duck dive, without fins. Because when I grow up, I want to be a mermaid, too.