The Anacapa Island Landing Cove is my favorite place to dive
and is the genesis of my nom de plume
“Covediver”—a moniker that I claimed in 1998 after doing dozens of dives in the
cove as a volunteer with the National Park Service Underwater Interpretation
Program. Anacapa Island, one of five
islands that make up Channel Islands National Park off the California coast,
means “mirage” or “ever changing” in the native Chumash language. The island seems to change shape from
time-to-time, an optical illusion spawned by fog and atmospheric
conditions. Essentially the remains of
an ancient volcano, the island rises vertically from the sea floor. The landing cove is how the island is
accessed via the dock and boathouse tucked into one side of the cove and a
couple of hundred steps that lead to the summit of the island.
When I volunteered at CINP in the late 1990s, every Tuesday
and Thursday, from Memorial Day to Labor Day, one of three NPS boats, most
often Sea Ranger and later Ocean Ranger, would leave the CINP
Headquarters and Visitors Center in Ventura Harbor for a quick trip to Anacapa
Island. Three divers would be among the passengers—an underwater
naturalist/interpreter, a camera operator, and a safety diver/line
tender/critter wrangler—which was my role and oh how I loved it.
Usually, we made two dives in support of the program. The first dive, a reconnaissance dive checked
out conditions and located critters featured on the show. The second dive, the underwater
interpretation program, took place in the afternoon. The naturalist would don a
full face dive mask wired for voice communication via short cable to the
underwater video camera. The underwater
camera had a 100-foot armored umbilical which connected on the dock to three
video monitors and speakers. The
visitors on the island would watch the program on a bank of three video
monitors in the wall of the boat house.
The show was also broadcast to the CINP Visitor’s Center on the
mainland. The naturalist and underwater
video camera operator worked in unison to show the visitors the wonder of the
kelp forest.
My job consisted of helping the two divers into the water,
paying out the cable, donning my scuba unit and jumping into the water to
monitor the dive team, locating critters (like lobster, swell shark, or sheep
crab) for the show, retrieving the cable as the team made their way back
towards the dock, exiting the water by climbing up one of two ladders from the
water to the dock, pulling in the cable and retrieving the camera and
diver. We then had about 30 minutes to
stow all the gear before departing the island.
The elapsed time from suit up to pick up was typically a little over an
hour. Gee, I loved that job. It was a
lot of work, but the audience was always appreciative.
Rarely, I would have an adverse encounter with one of the
critters. I recall one instance when I
holding a sheep crab and it reached with one of its long arms and pinched my
finger with its claw. On another
occasion, I spied a lobster and quickly reaching into the whole to grab it
failed to notice the moray eel behind it.
In another instance, a formation three of bat rays swam into the
cove. Unable to get the naturalist’s or
camera operator’s attention, despite flapping my arms (the underwater signal
for “bat ray”), I grabbed the camera operator by the shoulders and turned him
toward the rays. He got the shot as the trio of rays turned and swam out of the cove and the visitors learned about their natural history. One of the magical moments in the enchanted cove.
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