Here for interest is a selection of hand loaders that came with each gun, although some have been replaced as there are always losses when you least expect it. For example all my Nemrod loaders of the yellow plastic variety set course for parts unknown with the assistance of their cork doughnut float when I was otherwise distracted. A beach exit on a bumpy day when an unexpected wave sucked up and crashed into me and sent me sprawling after losing my footing accounted for one of the “Sten” loaders, another I lost when carelessly pushing it under my weight belt while cursing the fact that the elastic wrist strap had just broken after I feverishly reloaded to blast a victim that had torn off, but was limping away at best speed, yet not answering to the helm too well. After I got him I reached for the loader, but it was gone. Another I lost in the seagrass bed of the “seaweed jungle”, but to find it that day I would have had to have been “Doc Manhattan”. No doubt another diver picked it up in plain view the next day. Another loss was my home-made, alloy, double handed loader, something like the “Seabear” loader, but not as well made with a longer tube cap section and wider side handles. I hated carrying it and would sometimes park it on the bottom as I had to find somewhere to brace my feet onto and use my full bodyweight to haul the spear down. Very dangerous as if the spear ever escaped then it would travel straight up and kebab anyone unlucky who was underneath it on the return journey, including me, even though I had removed the spear tip to buy a little more reach. Only used when I was at my maximum stretch limit and the gun had been foolishly over-pressurized with tank gaps opening up where before there were none. All metal piston guns of course as my plastic ones were only used as a last resort until the older guns began to have problems. The old guns could always be fixed, but as I often needed a gun straight away on occasion then I took the more modern guns on the trip. Band guns were also carried (on the vehicle interstate road trip, not the dive) as they had breakaway systems or reels for whatever I was hunting for that had to be seized after an attempted escape, but then I only carried my holstered “Miniministen” as a back-up. Like all protuberances on a diver it had a magnetic attraction for loops of line that were allowed to gather around me in the water.