As we dropped our stage tanks, in the room right before rolaids road, I gave a quick glance toward my two dive buddies. They seemed fine, so I finned on, leading the team up through buelahland, the expressway, and finally to ripple canyon.

Wow I thought as we turned, dives don't get much better than this...... two min. later, everything turned to crap. All of a sudden I rounded the corner and see the lead exit diver grabbing our other buddies long hose. Crap I thought, "what's wrong" I signaled. He held up his guage which said zero. Zero? I thought, how could he have used all his air?

They began a "cave course style" share air exit, but were really advancing slow. Things remained pretty stressed for the most part, so I weighed out what to do. I figured that the best thing to bring down the stress level would be for the out of gas diver to have his own supply. So that's what I did, I swam past them at as good a speed as I could, retrieved one stage tank, and returned with it to the distressed diver.

Only then with the fresh tank calming this very distressed diver down did He realize that he wasn't out of air at all... he had simply rolled his valve off! As relatively new divers at the time, it could have been a hard lesson to learn.