My first dive was #6, just after PADI OW certification. I sort of knew the
reef, and where I could explore. This particular reef has a lot of overhead
tunnels running through it. I only got myself slightly stuck once, and while
I got a little stressed for a second, I managed to get my octo out of the crack
it was stuck in, and made it out more than alive. I generally don't go through
anything I can't back out of, even if not so terribly gracefully, and I also, like
someone else mentioned, just kept diving to the limits of my personal comfort.
I would also say that I'm the type who keeps his head when something goes wrong,
and am better prepared mentally for dealing with my own emergencies than the
frantic panic of a buddy. Since the rescue class, I can deal with that to some extent
as well, but if someone really wants to die, I probably won't die with them.
All in all, the bulk of my diving has been solo, and to this day, I prefer it for the
most part. As I mentioned in another thread, I almost got killed by a 'buddy' in
my recent rescue class who decided to rip the regulator out of my mouth at
bottom lung because of an easily resolvable bouyancy issue.
Experiences like that lead me to have a hell of a lot more faith in a pony
bottle than a buddy's regulator.
Peter