Was listening to the radio on Sunday and someone (I think it was a crewman from the WWII destroyer USS Ward) was talking about sea sickness. The money quote “When you first get sea sick you’re afraid you’re going to die. After a while you’re afraid you’re not.”
Brought to mind my recent sailing trip in which I once again, despite a storm, kept my lunch down, hereby keeping alive my “I don’t get sea sick” claim. Not one to pass up kicking a friend when he’s down and all pathetic - here is the lovely Scott on the same trip (notice the red bucket in the lower left).
I’m sure having those dirty socks so close didn’t help either.
Two bits of advice when sea sick - always vomit on the leeward side (in other words, don’t puke into the wind) and if its rough and you think you are going to be sick, always clip your safety tether on the leeward jackline because, man those tethers are shorter than they look.
Complements of your salty stud:
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