I remember, back in the days of the fiberglass/wooden dinghies, we approached the baths from the East entrance. My wife was on the front of the dinghy (maybe doing some coaching). As we came into the beach, she stepped off in what appeared to be shallow water. She was wearing her "going shopping clothing and hat". One moment later, all I could see was her straw hat. When she surfaced, I yelled, "Who gave the order to abandon ship?" It seems to me, it became a long afternoon.