Wybraliśmy dla was kolejny fragment z przygotowywanej przez nas do druku autobiografii Nuno Gomesa. Nuno jest już bardzo blisko zakończenia i spodziewamy się światowej premiery jego autobiografii na jesieni br. Tymczasem w rozdziale „Cienka, czerwona linia”, traktującym o próbie pobicia rekordu świata w nurkowaniu głębokim w 2004 r., wypatrzyliśmy taki oto fragment. Ot, tak dla wzbudzenia odrobiny fermentu przed majówką.
What we learn from our mishaps is that seldom the single mistake kill anyone underwater. It’s rather what they call a cluster fuck, a coincidence of several failures happening at the same time. On April, 10th 2010 I was North Country supervising a road project when the TU-154 with Polish president hit the ground. Initial report after catastrophe reminded me with what Dave Shaw, also an airline pilot dealt in Boesmansgat in 2005. Both Shaw and mjr Protasiuk had clear red alerts of incoming death blinking before their eyes. Both chose to ignore them. Shaw knew how nitrogen narcosis looks like, he dived to 271 m 3 months before. He knew his equipment was inefficient for that dive, he knew he will even
encounter problems handling such a simple task like breathing. Nevertheless he invented the idea to put the body in the bag alone. At depth where switching regulators is mission impossible not to mention working with a line. But he chose to accept it. Protasiuk, the pilot of presidential aircraft with 96 people aboard knew the fog made landing impossible, knew the other pilots and ground crew were saying it’s tough, knew the instruments were telling him, he is about to hit the ground but he chose to accept it. Shaw who was desperately trying to cut the rope didn’t even realized he was actually dying. The second pilot of Tu-154 when the system was screaming “Terrain ahead. Pull up, pull up” said “It’s normal”. And when the aircraft hit the first birches he could only shout “Fuck!”
Both were not dumb. Both dealt often with life threatening situation simulated or not. Both finished pretty sophisticated training. And at the critical time their overloaded brains chose to ignore reality.
Herbert Nitsch who looks back at his world record attempt on June 6th, 2012 had similar thoughts: “I went through with the world-record attempt in Santorini even though there were bad signs. I shouldn’t have done it. It was a chain of unfortunate circumstances there, Murphy’s Law in its purest form. There was bad weather; the boat broke free because it wasn’t anchored properly; a fishing boat caught our anchor and dragged our boat away; we didn’t have a pressure chamber on site for financial reasons; partners backed out. There were a lot of organizational things in the run-up, unexpected problems with authorities, disagreements with sponsors. For example, at 2 a.m. on the night before the incident, I was up signing a contract. I think I can say if just one of those things hadn’t happened, everything would have been okay. Regular bad luck wouldn’t have been a problem”.