"Pukey Cove"
Lol. My nickname in the Canadian
Navy was "Kid Gravol." When leaving Esquimalt on Chaudiere (DD 235) a destroyer, I was fine until we hit open
water which was always sooner rather than later. And it could be stormy. Now some Navies go to port in bad
weather but not the Canadian
Navy and me staring at buckets could verify that fact. Young
training officers would have a black plastic garbage bag tucked under their belt so they were ready for "action" so to speak and not have to leave the bridge. Some
lost 20 pounds crossing from Esquimalt to
Japan, "mal de mere" is a wonderful dieting program if you need to lose weight.
On smaller
power and sailboats I have had two types of sickness. One form of
sea sickness is extreme tiredness, you feel like some one slipped a drug in your drink, you can't stay awake. For me an hour nap fixed the problem, this occurred twice transiting from Point Roberts to Friday harbour with a bunch of alcoholic hospital administrators back in the day, always in the dark in off season months of November - March. The
boat was a 37 CT heavy
displacement vessel and could handle the nasties that the Strait of
Georgia could throw your way. The other and last time I got sick, but kept it all in, was off the coast of
Oregon on a whale watching
trawler out of Depoe Bay, we cruised at one
knot and the swells had my name on them. Ten more minutes out longer than we were and I would have been making a donation to the sea gods.
And one time staring at a bucket on the destroyer, an old
salt past me by and said: "Young man, eat bananas. They taste just as good coming up and as they did going down."