Le voyage d'une vie

IN 2018 AND 2019, MY HUSBAND AND I traveled to 50 locations in 35 countries over 14 continuous months, spending more than 250 hours underwater to research a dive travel guidebook for National Geographic.

Paralysé à Grenade

I was 50 years old and had applied to law school. I was anxiously waiting to hear if I had been accepted, so to distract myself I decided to take […]

diver at the surface in distress

Jambe cassée à Bonaire

Alors qu'elle se rendait du camion à l'entrée d'un site de plongée à Bonaire, ma femme, Deborah, s'est coincé le pied sous une racine et a fait une hyperextension de la jambe en se dégageant. Tombant au sol, elle s'est exclamée qu'elle s'était cassé le genou.

la jambe cassée a nécessité deux plaques et neuf vis

Une ascension inconsciente

WHILE DESCENDING ON OUR SECOND DIVE, I was at around 60 feet when I unexpectedly started ascending rapidly to the surface.

woman scuba diving

Je ne l'avais pas vu venir

MON MARI, BARRY, ET MOI avons passé nos brevets de plongée à Cozumel, au Mexique, en 1994, et depuis lors, c'est l'une de nos destinations préférées. Nous avons passé trois semaines à y plonger pendant l'été 2001, en suivant notre routine qui consiste à courir, faire de l'exercice et plonger deux fois par jour. 

Dr. Dario Gomez and some of his staff at the Costamed hyperbaric chamber

Guérir sans s'inquiéter

AFTER I SPENT ALMOST 20 HOURS in a hyperbaric chamber over five days, life there had grown tedious. The last 15 minutes, however, were not only exciting but highly instructive. I learned that if you don’t know what you’re doing, don’t touch anything or do anything without first asking permission.

treatment in the hyperbaric chamber

DCS in Papua New Guinea

I was diving with my wife, Kristy Hiltz, in remote Kimbe Bay, Papua New Guinea. We had taken all the necessary precautions and dived according to our computers. On what turned out to be our last dive, we sat on a rock ledge at 70 feet for 15 to 20 minutes and then made a slow ascent, completing a full safety stop.

Kristy Hiltz, McNab’s wife, scuba diving with sea turtle.

For Want of a Nail, the Battle Was Lost

It was 2004, the dawn of digital photography, and I was conflicted about whether to shoot film or digital. I had brought housings for both cameras with me to Thailand. Carrying two housings on a dive was ponderous, but I could manage it if I didn’t take two sets of strobes. My solution was to rig both housings with wet connectors called EO pigtails, which went into the regular sync socket, allowing me to connect and disconnect my strobes underwater.

Frink checks out the camera table on a liveaboard