I never saw any single Jack, which seemed strange. The cutouts in the reef were not familiar, either. I assumed I had gotten set to the South by the current, so when I got to the sand after the reef, I headed North. I found the Jacks but did not see Luis or Leo, so I decided to surface and look for them.
The Dive Time was 45 minutes; consumption was 28.56 psi/minute at an average depth of 19 feet; my SAC rate was 18.12 psi/minute and the RMV was 0.47 ft3/minute.
I looked but could not find Luis and Leo, so I decided to descend and take some pictures and just wait for them. As I went down, however, I spotted something shiny to the North. I left the Jacks to see what it was. Turned out to be an aluminum Danforth anchor with about 3 feet of chain. I considered marking it and coming back for it, but decided to just carry it in. I ended up swimming it into about 3 feet of water when a wave somersaulted me. I had my fins on, my camera in my left arm and the flag attached to my left side and the anchor in my right hand. My mask strap came over my mask and I dropped the anchor in time to save my mask, but I was sitting in about two feet of water nearly on the beach. I got my fins off and managed to stand up and walk out, but I was dragging the flag. I headed up to the truck and rinsed and stowed my gear. Luis and Leo got there shortly after I did. Once we compared stories, I decided to head back into the water to see if I could find the anchor.
I spotted it in about two feet of water in between breaking waves that almost pushed me face down in the sand. The flukes were buried in sand, but I managed to grap the anchor and extract it and take it back to the truck.
Dive Time was 35 minutes; consumption was 34.06 psi/minute; SAC rate was 22.94 psi/minute and the RMV went to 0.59 ft3/minute.