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Swimming with sea lions in 'the
last frontier'
Underwater with God's creatures.
Watch out for the
battering cod
By Elizabeth Wasserman
Dr Mark Frobb's got a great life
� a successful pain management practice, a happy family
and a beautiful home on the coast of British Columbia.
So why would the 54-year-old physician want to head
out into the northern Pacific Ocean in mid-winter in
a small boat and plunge 38 metres down into 4� waters?
Dr Frobb is a scuba enthusiast with a hundred dives
under his belt and a passion for the oversized wildlife
of the Pacific Northwest.
Three years ago, Dr Frobb was preparing
for a trip to Bali to meet up with his two daughters,
Frances Ann and Roslyn, who were travelling. They suggested
that he get his diving certification in Vancouver before
heading for Indonesia, so they could share in one of
the great thrills the region had to offer. Dad followed
their advice, and arrived ready for his first, life-changing
deepsea adventure. "It was amazing," he reminisces,
"I can still remember being down at 80 feet and the
water was 90 degrees. I was surrounded by all of these
wonderful fish and coloured coral, and then I came across
a giant leatherback turtle, just sitting there chilling
in the breeze." Since that day, he hasn't been able
to keep his head above water for more than a month at
a time. One of his five kids shares this passion for
the deep: another daughter, Rachel, is a marine biologist.
The rest of the Frobb clan consists of wife Donna, an
artist, and two more kids, Renee and Thomas.
INTO
THE DEEP - AND COLD
Apart from a couple of trips to Malaysia and Mexico,
Dr Frobb has mostly kept his hobby to colder waters.
At least once a month, he and a regular group of six
to 10 people, most of them in their 50s, head out to
sea from the shores of BC. They spend up to five days
on their skiff, anchoring in different areas and doing
several dives a day. "It's pretty much 'eat, sleep and
dive," he sums up.
A popular
spot for researchers, including Jacques Cousteau, the
low-temperature, nutrient-rich waters of the northwestern
Pacific are home to an abundance of extra-large sea
life. A desire to be in the company of these creatures
lures Dr Frobb back into his dry suit time and time
again. One of his favourite destinations is Norris Rock
where male sea lions from Alaska and California come
by the thousands in February and March to feast on herring
and lay about on the rocks. "They're bored," he says,
"so as soon as a diver comes by they'll come down into
the water." They weigh in at around 500kg, but, according
to Dr Frobb, "they move through the water as graceful
as a dancer." They're curious, but not dangerous,
he says. "They'll gnaw on you, and if you push on them
they'll push back. But you're not a food source, and
if you just stay quiet and don't interact with them,
they won't bother you."
He's found this to be true of most
of his well-fed sea companions: they are fairly non-threatening
as long as they are treated with a little R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Giant Pacific octopi, grimacing wolf eels and heavyweight
sea lions have all cooperatively posed for Dr Frobb's
camera. He's captured killer whales as well, though
not in close-ups. "The key is to show respect for the
nature around you," he advises. "If you start messing
with a large octopus and it grabs onto you, you're not
going to get away." One possible exception to this rule,
he admits, is the ling cod. The 50 to 60-pound fish
get testy during nesting season, when they will charge
any hapless being that comes near their unborn young.
Dr Frobb has been lucky so far, but knows of a few divers
who have suffered the painful embarrassment of being
battered by cod. "They can definitely bruise you," he
says.
TOTALLY
GEAR
By far the greatest danger to the diver is his own inexperience
or foolishness. In the hostile environment of the ocean's
depths, the diver has to remain in a constant state
of hyperawareness, always keeping a long checklist of
safety concerns in mind. Buoyancy control is a particularly
tricky issue in the dry suits that are worn in cold
temperatures. And equipment failure is a risk in any
clime. When it comes to equipment, Dr Frobb is a firm
believer in redundancy: he carries two sets of regulators
and air tanks on every dive. At greater depths, where
longer decompression stops become necessary, risks increase.
Since he's in it for the nature, rather than the adrenaline
rush, he doesn't delve beyond the recreational diving
limit of 38 m and limits his dives to 45 minutes.
Ever the man of science, Dr Frobb
regularly attends local meetings of the Hyperbaric Society
to keep abreast of dive-related developments and medical
issues. He's done some research of his own, and recently
completed an article on cold water immersion for Alert
Diver magazine. Dr Frobb also combines his professional
and recreational expertise as a medical examiner for
the Workman's Compensation Board of British Columbia,
conducting regular examinations of commercial divers
that are required in order for them to maintain their
certification.
Scientific interest aside, Dr Frobb
maintains that the sport appeals above all to his sense
of wonder and the thrill of interacting with nature
in its purest form. "There's not a lot of the world
left that hasn't been completely walked over by someone,"
he points out. "But when you're diving, you can easily
be covering an area that you know no man has been to
before you. It's the last frontier."
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