dreamlog 20080225
(the parts I remember)
I am at a naval training center. I am under the impression that I am military, not civilian, that I enlisted or was drafted, but I am in civilian clothing, including my INC (brand name) short trenchcoat and run-down Nike Air shoes that are falling apart, and glasses with very skinny goldtone wire frames (I haven't worn glasses since mid-1983).
The mission for this part of the training is diving off of a very high platform (at least 100' up, possibly more) into (I get the impression of) a bay. The water is very still & clear- it is night, but very well-lit, and I can see bins of stuff that has been dumped sitting on the bottom. The tower for the platform is mounted on a rectangular projection that juts out from a pier, with a ship moored to the pier further down.
Tower and platform are rusty in places, the whole thing looks rather rickety, but it seems solid enough while I'm up there. The platform is a crow's nest of sorts, with one side open to climb in off the ladder- perhaps wide enough for 2 people, but shallow, so that I can't get my feet all the way on, which makes standing on it a tricky busines, especially when I decide that I need to take my shoes off for this. I manage to keep my balance and footing by leaning heavily on the railing, but I have problems trying to tie the laces together so they don't get separated, because I need both arms free to do the tying and one arm hooked over the railing to do the balancing. I give up eventually and throw the shoes down to the ship, overdoing it a bit, as one shoe lands on the deck on the far side of the ship, and the other goes past and splashes in the water.
While I've been wrestling with my shoes, the guy who's going to be my in-the-water observer has jumped off the ship into the water, in full uniform (which I think is a dark blue, but I can't say that I remember for sure), bootsd and all, and is not very happy that I'm making him wait...
I go over the railing feet-first, trying to figure out if I can take my glasses off and pocket them on the way down, or if I should just hang on to them... it's a moot point as when I land, I only go in to about just above the upper curve of my calves (I reason upon awaking that in 'real' life, this probably would have meant something breaking, terribly and painfully)- I've landed on top of a bunch of, I think, cardboard boxes, packed with who-knows-what. The water is very cold...
I am at a naval training center. I am under the impression that I am military, not civilian, that I enlisted or was drafted, but I am in civilian clothing, including my INC (brand name) short trenchcoat and run-down Nike Air shoes that are falling apart, and glasses with very skinny goldtone wire frames (I haven't worn glasses since mid-1983).
The mission for this part of the training is diving off of a very high platform (at least 100' up, possibly more) into (I get the impression of) a bay. The water is very still & clear- it is night, but very well-lit, and I can see bins of stuff that has been dumped sitting on the bottom. The tower for the platform is mounted on a rectangular projection that juts out from a pier, with a ship moored to the pier further down.
Tower and platform are rusty in places, the whole thing looks rather rickety, but it seems solid enough while I'm up there. The platform is a crow's nest of sorts, with one side open to climb in off the ladder- perhaps wide enough for 2 people, but shallow, so that I can't get my feet all the way on, which makes standing on it a tricky busines, especially when I decide that I need to take my shoes off for this. I manage to keep my balance and footing by leaning heavily on the railing, but I have problems trying to tie the laces together so they don't get separated, because I need both arms free to do the tying and one arm hooked over the railing to do the balancing. I give up eventually and throw the shoes down to the ship, overdoing it a bit, as one shoe lands on the deck on the far side of the ship, and the other goes past and splashes in the water.
While I've been wrestling with my shoes, the guy who's going to be my in-the-water observer has jumped off the ship into the water, in full uniform (which I think is a dark blue, but I can't say that I remember for sure), bootsd and all, and is not very happy that I'm making him wait...
I go over the railing feet-first, trying to figure out if I can take my glasses off and pocket them on the way down, or if I should just hang on to them... it's a moot point as when I land, I only go in to about just above the upper curve of my calves (I reason upon awaking that in 'real' life, this probably would have meant something breaking, terribly and painfully)- I've landed on top of a bunch of, I think, cardboard boxes, packed with who-knows-what. The water is very cold...