Have you guys read all of the accolades people have given to the spare air when it saved their bacon? I really doubt these are all lies.
I personally assume they are all true (with occasional misperceptions, of course), and that's what scares me.
I dive with a pony bottle even on shallow, easy dives that I've done dozens of times. If you asked my LDS, they'd probably call me the poster boy of redundancy and the very face of pony bottles. I've certainly spent plenty of time pondering safety, redundancy, and such.
Consider the following testimonials:
Capt. Bruce Besser:
This Spare Air system saved my life. I have logged over 9000 dives, and I never experienced a complete failure of my gauge system before. The Spare Air system gave me enough air to swim over to my buddy and locate, secure, and breathe from his alternate air source second stage. I hope that I never again have another complete failure of my life support system while diving, but its good to know that my Spare Air unit is always there for me when I need it!
David F.:
I had just begun to head for the surface and my dive computer was signaling for me to slow my descent. Right then I felt myself take my last breathe of air from the tank. It was empty, I was at 75 feet, and my dive buddy was nowhere to be seen. I grabbed my Spare Air and took the sweetest breath of air in 36 years. By the time I got to the surface, that Spare Air was empty and I am convinced that I couldnt have made it up without the edge your product gave me.
Frank Cone (via SpareAir.com):
The driving factor that led me to buy a Spare Air was an equipment failure that happened to me. While diving in 80 ft. of water the high-pressure hose to my instrument console ruptured. I began to ascend as rapidly as possible and just before breaking the surface I ran out of air. Ten more feet or a couple of more seconds and I would have been in some serious trouble. Never Again Without Spare Air!!
For Capt. Besser, Spare Air basically served its purpose well enough. The problem was unforeseeable, and the Spare Air made it less stressful to get to his buddy (who *was* around) and share air for the ascent. I'd consider Capt. Besser's testimonial to be reasonably good.
Now, consider David. Did he even *have* a gas plan? He had apparently just noticed that he was *well* below any thinking diver's minimum air for the dive. As he'd just started his ascent, we can assume he was likely on about an 80-foot dive. If he had the larger 3cf Spare Air, that'd be the equivalent of about 110 psi's worth of air in an AL80. If he even did the bare minimum I'd expect of the greenest diver, i.e. at least *begin* an ascent by 500 psi remaining, he would have easily made it to the surface without unholstering his Spare Air. He may as well have said, "I was a complete boneheaded *idiot*! I just about wasn't watching my air *at all*. Spare Air bailed me out, so I'll just thank Spare Air and ignore the fact that my complacency almost killed me."
As for Frank... *sigh*... Frankie, Frankie, Frankie...
As everyone should know by now, a high-pressure hose failure is actually rather *boring*. See ScubaToys' "
Cutting a Diver's Hose" video if you've missed that somehow. If you were deep enough with so little air that you could barely get to the surface ascending "as rapidly as possible", you were effectively out of air before you started your ascent. Don't even get me started on the outright foolhardiness of ascending as rapidly as possible at the end of an 80 foot dive. Frankly, Frankie, I'm rather surprised, indeed, that you didn't get bent.
Anyway, snapping back to this post, for the testimonials to even include such a ludicrous example as Frank's does considerable damage to the Spare Air cause. Even without such mistaken and dangerous stories as Frank's (which Frank probably believes wholeheartedly), stories such as David's are plenty enough to show rather impeachable diving. While I certainly believe that some type of redundancy is great, redundancy must *never* be used as a crutch to avoid thinking.
As I said, I dive with pony bottles, and I consider redundancy (with adequate consideration) a very worthy cause. However, I have made a pact with myself that if I *ever* have to go to my pony bottle because I was an idiot and just ran out of air, I will treat myself as if I ran out and was grievously injured. I will require myself to stop diving until such a point as I can start over from the very beginning and learn again to be a diver. (If, on the other hand, I have to go to it due to an unforeseeable gear failure or situation, I'll just correct the problem, refill the pony, and go on knowing that my pony did what it's there to do. :biggrin