I was on a drift dive near Lulworth Cove when I noticed a crab. As I placed my hand above and over it to see if it was big enough to collect for supper, I was momentarily distracted by my dive buddy. The distraction gave the crab just enough time to clasp my right hand glove tip.
Much to the amusement of my dive buddy, there then ensued a minute of me attempting to shake the determined little fellow off my glove while trying to aviod it's other claw gaining purchase, before I began to go a little too boyant. Realising I was ascending I was about to reach for my sholder dump valve when I realised there would be a high risk of the little blighter clipping himself onto my air line!
There then ensued a second or two where I slowly started to rise in the water while shaking the crab and blatently failing to reach my dump valve with my left hand! All this time my dive buddy was wasting his air laughing at me when he should have been helping me regain boyancy GRRR! The situation was rescued by the crab! He kindly let go of my glove, enabling me to stabilise my boyancy, just before I went ballistic!