Re: Big Freakin' Sails
Couldn't agree more Smack. About the worst hour and half of my life was on the Catalina Island ferry about 20 years ago. I took dramamine about ten minutes before we left, but the water was tremendously choppy from a storm the night before and it wasn't ten minutes after leaving the breakwater that I felt sick. I lost track of how many times I heaved. When we finally got to Avalon, I immediately made my wife book a helicopter ride back. It took about two hours for me to feel even remotely human again. And when we went to board the chopper for the ride back, I recognized many people from the ferry who were trying to get a flight back! Like they say, there are two stages to seasickness: stage 1 is that you feel so bad you're afraid you are going to die; stage 2 is you are afraid you won't.