Originally published January 11th, 2005.
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I never got seasick.
I am in Australia, and taking a boat from Gladston to Heron Island, in the Great Barrier Reef.
There were some good swells.
And it was a 2 hour ride.
The boat was about 70-80′.
About an hour into the ride people are starting to puke.
Which is usually enough to get me barfing.
But I held on.
Finally, I just had to let go – along the rail of the starboard side – towards the stern, I start heaving.
My head is over the railing, the spray from the swells are hitting me, and I’m chumming the fish.
And I am looking at the captain on the bridge ahead, looking down at me , and grinning.
All I could do between spasms is grin back and shake my head.
The last hold out.
Interesting, I was airsick on every dadgum flight going through Saufley Field in the T-34. Every flight went a little longer b4b (before barfing). Got really good at grab the bag out of the left calf pocket, open, do the thing, and resume flying. Did learn not to open the bag in the pattern with the canopy open unless you had a spare after the wind took away the first one…
After solo never got airsick again. Glad the spin and puke school wasn’t around!
Remember the drunk who sticks his head in the window of your car and asks, “Got room for a pizza and a six pack on the front seat?”
Busbob – reminds me of a story my cousin told me about Piedmont Airlines – that was a great little regional airline in the Southeast that got swallowed up by some national carrier – but apparently some child vomited and the barf hit a woman with a nice coiffure in the next row – I guess funny to everyone but that woman
On motion sickness – I have always felt no one was immune –
One of the funniest movie scenes – for those of you who saw Space Cowboys – about this group of retired would-be astronauts – Tommy Lee Jones is giving Stearman rides and some kid wants to impress his girl friend on his birthday – asking Jones to “do a bunch of loops and stuff” – well, the inevitable comes and the kid, sitting in the front, vomits with the barf getting in the wind and hitting the windscreen of Jones…
I am blessed. I have a weak stomach for spicy food and a sensitive stomach for the various abuses we put our tummies thru when faced with walls of fried food at the local annual fall harvest fair.
I never get seasick or airsick. I’ve been in some pretty heavy seas in a small Chinese “Junk” – the passage between St. Thomas and St. John in the USVI. Notorious for rough seas even in calm weather. Waves up to 10 feet in a boat that is about 40 feet. Rocking and rolling for sure. Up one side and hard down the other – good fun!
Been on a cruise ship that had to sail around a massive tropical storm. Even on the outskirts of the storm the waves were nearly 20 feet. And despite the size of the ship you felt each one – including the monster that fell out from under the ship at 2:30am, causing us to literally slide off the bed, mattress and all. Good times!
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