Ok - here's my story.
Directly after my GUE-F course I was pretty sick and tired of all the skills practice we'd been doing in our local mud pit - I'd got to the point where the lads in the club and my GUE-F instructors had told me to stop practicing and get out and have some fun.
We had booked a trip in Plymouth in the Southwest of England and I was looking forward to it immensely. The first day we dived the James Egan Layne (JEL) and had a great dive. In the evening we had a great night out with lots of banter etc and so I was really looking forward to the next day when we were to be diving the Maine.
The Maine lies at about 30m and as is the norm for the UK we were all praying that we would have good vis. My buddy and me jump in and head down down for the Maine. We were having 10metres vis and it was lovely and warm with no current !
Since my buddy and I were diving singles I had allowed enough gas for both me and her (Minimum Gas). During the course of the dive I could see we were not far timewise from having to ascend so I reached my pocket for a DSMB and held it in my hand as we swam down trhe port side of the wreck. After perhaps 3 minutes or so I realized I had a DSMB in my hand but that I had dropped the spool. I signalled my buddy and we traced the line back to where I'd dropped it. At this point there was line everywhere and it was time to ascend so I had to cut the line to start our ascent. It took me a minute to deploy my knife (first time I've ever had to use it) and I cut the line free. It then took me 2 mins to get the knife back in my pocket. We're at 30m and I'm faffing around - not good.
It gets worse ! I stuff the other DSMB back in my pocket and take my spare out. At this point the boltsnap has fallen off and there's line in my pocket so I take out the DSMB and put it on top of the wreck. As I'm doing this my buddy hands me a third DSMB and instead of tidying up my spare I decide to deploy my buddy's.
I inflate the DSMB with my long hose and oh no - the bloody spool has jammed so I'm pulled up about 12m or so - (I could not let go quick enough) and line from my right pocket is coming out. Effectively I'm in mid water with line trapped on the wreck beneath me.
My buddy signals another team of 3 club divers and the A team move in !
I'm given the long hose by one of the A team as he noticed I was low on gas -the other member cuts me free while the third assists my buddy. We start the ascent and I can feel my laboured breathing and wonder why we're taking so long on our stops - (The A team have a formal deco obligation so for my sins I'm breathing off a long hose in a deco situation)
We get back on the boat and the mickey taking starts immediately and a few days later my buddy and I were presented with T-shirts showing an entangled diver.
So if I speak of entanglements I can say - yeah done that and got a t-shirt
On a more serious note there were mistakes made on that dive and I've learned from it but it was a fun dive I won't forget in a hurry (the T shirt is always a good reminder).