Re: Rock the boat, not my stomach
I personaly have never been seasick, But My Stepfather took me on a charter boat a number of years ago and he was not so lucky.<br /><br />We went out early one weekend morning and were wondering all the way to the dock weather or not we would actualy shipout or not. The seas were up and it was a little cold (cold for FL).<br /><br />The skipper said "game on" and we loaded up and headed out.<br /><br />We were haveing a great time in the canal and protected bay....talking and laughing....Bragging and betting on the days score.<br /><br />Then we left the bay....
<br /><br />Now before you got out of the bay you could see the swells rolling in like an invasion force....there was a divideing line between the calm water and the fun stuff.<br /><br />This was a BIG boat and the swells were at least 4 to 6 ft.<br /><br />I looked at him and said "here we go!" and he said "ya ready?"....I'm always ready.<br /><br />When the front of the boat went up, I went up. And when the boat came down, I came down. It was like being on a swing and the harder I went up and down the more fun I was haveing.
<br /><br />I don't remember the exact conversation that we were haveing, but after a few minutes I noticed that I was the only one haveing it.<br /><br />I looked back at him and even though he was quiet he seemed okay...I figured he was sick of my jovial antics.<br /><br />I stoped my roller coaster rideing and started to talk to him about where the skipper said we were going....He would answer me, but the answers kept getting shorter untill they just stoped comeing at all.<br /><br />I was just talking away and mentioned to him about a couple of land lovers that were laying green faced in the gally...I did'nt get and answer and turned around to see him leaning on the rail like a one legged man with a broke foot.<br /><br />It's funny....His Father owns an oil tanker repair company and he has sailed to Africa 2 or 3 times, I just did not figure that he would get sea sick.
<br /><br />I also did not think a man from Texas, with all that sun, that moved to FL with all our sun, could loose that much color in his face....No kidden...he was as white as my left butt cheek (witch I can say for a fact has never seen a ray of sun light EVER).
<br /><br />well it was'nt to long before we were at one of the fishen holes and the boat stopped....even though we stopped, his eyes were going up and down and his body was going back and forth. His head was spinning round and round and then....RAAAAALLLLPPPPHHHHH.
<br /><br />Its all good...we needed some chum anyway cause that stuff the skipper was handen out for bait were'nt catchen nothen.<br /><br />That in itself turned out to be a bad thing....because we did not stay in any one place for more than 20 minutes or so.<br /><br />Just as he would stick his head up off the bench like he was feeling better the skipper would start off to a new hole.<br /><br />He lost his breakfast first, then he got rid of all that sea foam looking stuff, after that he looked like a dog sh!tting peach seeds for a while till he just did'nt move anymore.<br /><br />I felt realy bad for him...I felt worse when we got to a hole and started catching some fish....I asked him if he wanted me to get him a pole and hand him some squid....wroung bait with the wroung smell at the wroung time....RRRAAAALLLLPPPPHHHHH!<br /><br />Guess it was'nt the best time to be sticking dead squid in his face.
<br /><br />He made it back to the dock alive...he looked like he would have to die to feel better, but when the skipper said we were at the dock he bolted for the shore like a dog with a stolen pork chop.<br /><br />I drove home....Don't think that did to much for his already empty gut.<br /><br />He said he would "NEVER, EVER DO THAT AGAIN....EVER!!!".
<br /><br />He has'nt been out in a boat since. I've asked him to go with me in the "Shade tree special" a few times with no luck getting him to step foot on her.<br /><br />I'll keep trying....But I don't think it's gonna happen.
<br /><br />Oldsaltwood.
