Cave Diving – Kaatiala Quarry
Susi and I had barely got our diving gear dry from our trip to Zenobia before it was the time to leave for another dive, this time to check out Kaatiala Quarry and try out some cave diving. The quarry was operational in 1942-1968 and it produced quartz and feldspar, but after it was closed down people still collected stones that were used for jewelry. The quarry is about 200 meters wide and 30 meters deep, and it has a small cave system that reaches some 85 meters into the stone horizontally, about 40 meters deep.
Our old colleague and study pal had invited us to visit the quarry and stay overnight in a nice cabin next to the place, which is favoured by divers. There was also a bunch of guys doing the IATND Cavern Diving course staying in the cabin, so we got to overhear a little bit of what we can expect when we do that course in the future.
We were originally meant to stay there over the weekend and do a couple of dives on Saturday with our single tank gear, and try double-12 bottles and a Hogarth rig on Sunday, but unfortunately Susi developed some ear trouble (and our car developed some ignition trouble) so we had to abandon Sunday’s plans. I had also masterfully forgotten to charge my lamp battery and also forgot the charger home, but luckily one of the guys had bought a spare lamp that was bright enough to use a primary. Getting a loaner lamp was great, since without it we would have had to forget our plans of peeking into the caves.
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Susi peeking into the smallest entrance to the cave system.
CERTIFICATIONS AND SAFETY
Susi and I are certified to go down to 40 meters and we just got our wreck certifications, which means that we can go inside wrecks to within 40 meters of the surface, or as far as the daylight carries. This means that if the wreck is 30 meters deep, we can enter 10 meters into the wreck on our own, and so on. In Finland the daylight requirement is a bit harsh, though, since the water is usually so murky that every dive under 15 meters or so is a night dive.
We try to be quite careful about diving within our certifications, since the surest way to get a lungful of water is to overextend yourself, especially by going into an overhead environment underwater without good training. There has been one fatality in this dive location too that was the result of pretty much just that – ignoring safety rules and certifications.
We talked about our plans and decided to go and see the caverns and decide, if it looked safe enough before going in. Our estimate was that it would be as safe as we could make it if we did it like a wreck dive, following the same protocols.
CHECKING THE QUARRY
When I went down to the quarry, the first surprise was the visibility, which was several meters. According to the people who’ve been diving there more, this was bad for the place, but even as it was it was quite nice. The second surprise were the glimmering rocks and rock walls down there. Going down to the greenish black darkness I was surprised to see the rock walls gleam in the lamp light. Both the walls and single rocks in the bottom of the quarry had metallic facets and veins in them that reflected the dive light and flashlight like little pieces of mirrors. As a movie prop or computer game graphics it would have looked a bit contrived, but seen live it was really beautiful.
Some of the stones looked almost like movie props.
On our first dive we checked out the cave entrances and did a tour of the quarry. There’s all kind of weird junk down there, ranging from a broken laptop to self made small bathysphere (or a diving bell, rather) and a model plane that’s about 4-5 meters long. There’s apparently a car of some sort down there too, but that one we didn’t find. Susi did a good job navigating, because after a largish loop we ended up right under the wooden pier we used coming down to the water.
A four by five meter model plane made of metal - a perfectly logical find in a depth of 30 meters.
INSIDE THE ROCK
After the dive we felt confident enough to try and check out the cave. After some food, coffee and recuperation in the cabin we headed back to the quarry. There are three entrances to the cave system, all of which come into the same antechamber, which has several entrances deeper into the rock. Our plan was to take the rightmost entrance that is the largest, tie off a line and go in about ten meters, which we measured and marked on the line with a knot. There were fixed ropes in place which one could follow, but we didn’t want to rely just on them, because we really didn’t have a clear idea of where they went.
All in all, our first time inside a rock went reasonably well. There was some hassle on the entrance when Susi was looking for a suitable place to fasten the line, and we managed to kick up a bit of silt. Following the rock wall there weren’t many chances to do secondary tie offs that we recognized, so I was doubly careful to keep the stationary rope in sight all the time. Additionally if we covered our lights, it was possible to see a very faint glow from the entrances. We made it around the corner and into the middle entrance into the cave system before our 10 meters was up and we turned around.
It's easy to believe people kept finding rocks for jewelry here even after the quarry shut down.
As cave dives go, it was just a little peek in, but still impressive. The caverns were wide and the water was clear enough to reveal the jagged rock above and around us, the metallic veins and facets gleaming in our torch lights. I didn’t have a camera in there, since I wanted to concentrate on diving completely. All in all, after the dive it was clear how much more training and equipment is needed before it’s even time to think about going any deeper into a cave like this.
After coming out of the cave we spent the remaining bottom time exploring the quarry. We veered a bit off course, and since part of the quarry was still covered with thin ice, we decided to get up immediately. There was no real danger there, but better to be safe than sorry. So we surfaced some 40 meters away from the landing, in to a nice evening sunshine peeking over the fir trees.
Like little shards of mirror.
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IN THE FUTURE – MORE WRECKS AND CAVES
It was clear for both me and Susi right from the beginning that diving in wrecks and caves is what we’ll want to do in the future, and now within a week we got to try both of them. That initial impulse was not wrong: now it’s just a matter of time and money to go to the proper training and get the proper gear, and it’s back into the rock and rusting iron for us!
Holiday in Zenobia
This April Susi, I and a bunch of our pals left for an eagerly awaited and well deserved diving holiday in Cyprus. Our destination was the city of Larnaca, or more exactly the wreck of a 172 meter long ro-ro ferry Zenobia, which is one of the world’s top ten wreck diving locations. Mv Zenobia was built in 1979 in Sweden and it sank on its’ maiden voyage in 1980 after the shipboard computers malfunctioned and filled the ballast tanks with water. The ship sank at a place where the sea bottom is 42 meters deep. It’s lying on the seabed on its side, with the starboard side reaching up to 16-18 meters. The visibility is about 20-50 meters and there is very little current, so it’s like made for both beginning and more experienced divers.
The orientation and briefing map of Zenobia.
Radium Age Apocalyptic Fiction – Getting Rid of Writers’ Block
Part of my new year’s manifesto was to get rid of a long time writers’ block that has been plaguing my fiction writing ambitions. Recently, thanks to my pal Ripa, I ran into a micro fiction contest hosted by Hilobrow.com. The idea was to write 250 word long apocalyptic story set in the radium age, meaning roughly between the years 1900 and 1935. So, I grabbed my laptop, headed off to one of my favourite bars, grabbed a pint and set to work.
And yes, it was worth it – didn’t win the competition, but got into the top three. Mine can be found here, and also below.
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The windows of the zeppelin’s bridge were opaque with frost and rime. The captain of the airship stood half out of the cabin door on the walkway, shouting instructions to the pilot. Sudden gusts of arctic wind made the slowly descending airship sway and their howl fought with the roar and whine of the ship’s engines.
Professor Väisälä sat on a bench in the back of the bridge, trying to stay out of the way.
The sun winked out, leaving the widows milky white instead of painfully bright panes of golden light. There were shouts, the air anchors were lowered and the ship lurched when they caught.
“Arctic circle plus ten, approximately 20 kilometers out of the former city of Rovaniemi”, the navigator intoned.” Väisälä stepped out to the catwalk outside the bridge to survey the shipwreck, which spanned hundreds of meters of the shadowy arctic landscape.
The wreck of the previous expedition had been spotted by the steam plume of their zeppelin’s Fermi-pile, which was still melting through the ice. Parts of the airship FZ Aino still hung on the kilometer high ice wall that loomed over Väisälä’s ship. The captain scratched his beard covered with hoar. “In the night, with the snowstorm, it must have looked like a cloud bank.”
Professor Väisälä let out a wavering sigh. “But they have proved the theories and confirmed the terrible conclusions. The holocene is over, and the sixth ice age is upon us. God save us all.”
