It was a very pleasant surprise for me to discover that there was a place to dive in Canada that did not involve an encounter with thermoclines. The gorgeous and warm waters of the St. Lawrence are literally littered with wrecks. This great shipping lane is home to several well preserved ships of which many are nearly one hundred years old. Thanks to the fresh water, the decomposition process has been retarded. Mr. Hippo and I set off on a weekend of wreck diving in Brockville and Rockport.
After long excuriating wait at the american customs house at Boat Castle, we finally arrived at this splendid wreck. Why in the world we needed to pass through customs considering we never touched american soil (unless you consider the riverbed) remains a bit of a mystery. Not sure if the american divers have to pass through a similar "rigorous" routine to dive in Rockport and Brockville. All this so that we could dive the Keystorm. This wasn't a bad dive but really not sure if it was worth the hassle.
The second dive of the day was on the sunken wooden barge called the Kingshorn. Very pleasant dive with great visibility. The ship is littered with loads of china, a plastic Jesus and lawn ornaments. It is funny how ordinary objects like plates and cups take on new meaning at 90 feet below sea level. Our dives the follow day were both in Canadian waters. The first on the Henry C. Daryaw. A steel frieghter built in 1919 and the second was on the Lillie Parsons off Sparrow Island where Mr. Hippo and I first met a year ago. A lovely anniversary dive trip!
