Boy is this a timely question. Earlier this week I voted NO, I have never been in a OOA situation. Then about 5 hours ago, according to my dive computer, I had what can only be called, a near death experience. It's a short story, it's fresh in my mind, so here goes.
Today My dive buddy and I drove to the local lake, to meet about 15 other divers for a sunday dive. Our first dive was uneventful and enjoyable. Any time I can get wet and breath air that clean is an enjoyable day. My dive buddy and I took a 2 hour break, had lunch with most of the other divers, and had planned a second dive. His lunch must have not agreed with him, and he had to back out of dive number 2. However one of the other divers in the group, who was diving as a third with another couple, asked if he could buddy with me for his second dive. Being a friendly type I said sure, why not, he's one of the group.
He is a new diver, less than 25 dives, and just completed his AOW. He had a rented regulator he was trying out, and considering buying it. I asked him if he had anything in mind, and he said "yup, wana check this out at 90 ft and see how it performs, the dive shop adjusted it, so that it will work real smooth". I didn't think much of it, pretty standard check out run on a piece of kit you are considering buying. Well we made our decent to 15, did a final bubble check, and moved onto 90. The decent took about 10 min, following the slope of the lake bottom. Vis was nill without lights, and less than 15ft with lights, it was a little murky the temp wat 37 f. We were at depth for 6 minutes, when I noticed my freshman dive buddy having a little problem with his reg. It was pumping air, and was in free flow. He then started to "run" in a panic, not swim, run, and in a large circle around me. I grabbed my octo, held it out in front of me, and swam as fast as I could towards him. Shaking the item in front of his face, and grabbing his BC to keep him close, he seemed in a complete daze. Air flowing freely from his reg, and in complete panic, I finally got his attention by shaking him and making eye contact. Signaling to him that we will go up together he seemed to calm a little. I managed to control the ascent up to about 50 ft. when he took my otco, still being held out in front of his face. At this point, he reached down and started to fill he BC. We started to rise like a ballistic missile out of a sub. I'm dumping all my air, he's filling, my BC's out and I reach for his dump valve, and manage to stop us a 12ft. He ran out of air, we started to sink, at 30 ft I managed to bring our descent to a halt, and bring us to 14ft for a safety stop. I looked at my gauge, and saw it sitting at 600 psi. This new diver seeing the surface, bailed and swam to the surface, and found enough air for one last fill of his BC. I reluctantly followed him up to the surface and found him hyperventilating and unable to keep his face out of the water for long. Grabbing him from the back, I told him to calm down and I will get him to shore, which was about 400 yards away against a 25 mph wind. At this point I'm exhausted, angry, and wondering if I have hurt myself with the sudden rise.
Needless to say, my dive computer is having major issues with what we were put through. I just had the cr*p scared out of me, and this new diver is having second thoughts about ever diving again. I'll be back next weekend, but from this lesson, I've learned to never go deep with a new buddy...ever. Not until I know what type of diver he is. Next week will mark my 100th dive, today made me realize just how easy it is for things to go really wrong really fast.