A Question for Sailors
I kinda feel bad for you bubbleheads. I guess I had it relatively easy riding out the heavy seas in a flat top. I never had issues with land OR sea sickness, though plenty onboard turned varying shades of green when we hit the mouth of the Strait of Juan de Fuca, where Puget Sound meets the Pacific. The only problem I ever had was trying to sleep without feeling the ship rocking under me. I tell you, I got the best sleep of my life when we were underway!
This is me on the flight deck of USS Abraham Lincoln, September of '95. We were transiting the Straits of Singapore, and due to the lack of flight ops, the deck was opened for an impromptu steel beach picnic.
I kinda feel bad for you bubbleheads. I guess I had it relatively easy riding out the heavy seas in a flat top. I never had issues with land OR sea sickness, though plenty onboard turned varying shades of green when we hit the mouth of the Strait of Juan de Fuca, where Puget Sound meets the Pacific. The only problem I ever had was trying to sleep without feeling the ship rocking under me. I tell you, I got the best sleep of my life when we were underway!
This is me on the flight deck of USS Abraham Lincoln, September of '95. We were transiting the Straits of Singapore, and due to the lack of flight ops, the deck was opened for an impromptu steel beach picnic.