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Although she didn't start diving until her 40s, Mrs. Rouse, known
as the turtle lady, became one of the area's underwater pioneers
and a sought-after expert on sea life. She was one of a handful
of people licensed by the state to swim with sea turtles and would
steadfastly record and photograph their behavior for scientists'
use.
"She
loved sea turtles more than people," said J.D. Duff of the
Scuba Club Inc. Duff met Mrs. Rouse in 1977, while in college, and
she later hired him to his current job.
From the 1970s to the 1990s, she tracked the annual return of two
loggerhead turtles, which she named Raja and Robert, to the same
local reefs.
"Sometimes it seemed like she had a personal relationship
with the turtles," Duff said.
When Robert the turtle returned each Christmas, Mrs. Rouse would
don her trademark yellow wet suit and take kitchen scrubbies out
to clean him.
She was born in Savannah, Ga., the only child of a housewife and
mechanic, on May 9, 1925.
After 20 years of marriage, she divorced and took up diving after
watching a Jacques Cousteau film.
In 1966, Mrs. Rouse moved to Freeport, Bahamas with $125 she had
won on a television game show and became a diving instructor there.
"They hired me to show even a woman could do it," Mrs.
Rouse said in a 2000 interview.
That very idea is what made Connie Gasque take up scuba diving.
After seeing Mrs. Rouse on television in 1984, Gasque took up the
sport and has been diving since.
"I owe my knowledge and love of the ocean to her," Gasque
said.
Needing money and more challenges, Mrs. Rouse came to Palm Beach
County in 1969 to teach diving to the scientists and crew of the
Ben Franklin, an underwater research vessel. Later she opened the
Norine Rouse Scuba Club of the Palm Beaches, where many of today's
diving instructors got their start. Her first dive shop was in John
D. MacArthur's Colonnades Hotel on Singer Island, and she later
set up shop at the Buccaneer Marina, where she taught members of
the Florida Marine Patrol to dive.
"The biggest thing was being comfortable in the water,"
Mrs. Rouse said. "I was more comfortable in the water than
on land."
She led expeditions for television crews and magazine photographers.
"She didn't like to be photographed above water, but she loved
it underwater," Duff said.
During a 1981 excursion in the Sea of Cortez, she rode a manta
ray for the 18 most thrilling minutes of her life, she said. Later
that year, she was paralyzed from the waist down from the bends,
also known as decompression sickness, a condition that afflicts
divers who surface too rapidly. Doctors told her to give up diving,
but she continued diving for rehabilitation. She was walking on
her own after several months.
Mrs. Rouse admitted to being the type of diver who liked to stay
down until the last few breaths of air remained in her tank. She
always wanted to spend as much time as possible in the water.
After observing anchor scars on reefs near the shoreline of Palm
Beach, Mrs. Rouse encouraged the Port of Palm Beach and the Coast
Guard to restrict anchoring to certain areas. Her affinity for marine
life was even more renowned. She abhorred spearfishing and would
not help stranded spearfishermen unless they left their spear guns
in the water.
"I would not allow one on my boat," she said in 1997.
"We bent a few spears and made an underwater monument out there.
We'd give a free dive (in exchange) for a spear gun."
Her zeal grew to mythic proportions. Accounts circulated about
her skewering fishermen's fins with their own spears and pulling
the mask off of one fisherman underwater. She said those stories
were not true.
She recorded every dive, stopping at 7,650 in 1995, when the lingering
effects of the bends forced her to stay ashore.
"The doctor thought I should quit diving because they really
didn't have statistics on people my age," she said. "He
said, 'Maybe 20 feet (underwater),' but that's not worth getting
wet for."
She is survived by two daughters, Leslie Rouse of Palm Beach Gardens,
and Laurie Rouse of West Palm Beach.
Contributions may be made to Safe Harbor Animal Sanctuary &
Hospital, P.O. Box 1843, Jupiter, Fla., 33468.
Palm Beach Post staff writers Willie Howard and
Stephanie DeMello contributed to this story.
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