Saturday, March 25, 2006

Cave dive in Bob Zoot

Bob Zoot is Maya and means "swimming bat". Can bats swim? Well, actually they can, as witnessed by yours truly. Sometimes when they drop from the ceiling, they take a plunge into the water. Not because they want to, but because they did not manage to take flight in time. They then quickly flap over the water's surface to the nearest wall. Believe it or not.


Bob Zoot is the bat shit cenote I mentioned yesterday that Che is exploring. A privilege really to be one of the first five or so to dive it. The bat shit is not as bad as told. We only have to wade through 25cm of the smelly substance for about 10m before being able to submerge in deeper and clearer water.

The soil is very black. As soon as we're on our way, after a quick underwater bubble check, I get to see something quite unusual: there are at least half a dozen cave fish in the dark anteroom, besides other cave dwelling species. Whow! Unfortunately, the cenote fish are there too, using our lights to hunt by without mercy.


Another sign that the cave has only been dived a few times, is the percolation caused by our bubbles. At some point the ceiling even seems to puff out white smoke. Weird.

It's a very shallow dive and the ceiling's often pretty low. Speleothems are brownish. We pass several T's, each marked by Che so as not to get confused on the way out. We come across a small earthen jar, besides a heap of debris. Way into the cave... Strange. But I guess it got washed up here at some point? Though there's barely any current now.

Che calls the dive after 39' as there's a major restriction ahead requiring side-mounts. Though he says I could probably wriggle through it.