Last time I went out I didn't manage to eat before going on the boat. I felt pretty bad the whole time, and then I though "this is it". I went to the railing, looked down, and suddenly, my mouth was filled with saliva (it had been very dry all morning), and I though "here it comes". It didn't though, and suddenly, I felt fine. That's the closest I've come to actually puking on a dive boat. It would be poetic justice too, seeings as I'm usually the one betting high numbers and then telling green passengers about the porkfat remedy. Cheers. [log in to unmask] wrote: ~ >In a message dated 2/13/01 8:09:14 PM Central Standard Time, >[log in to unmask] writes: > ><< > Won $20 last time by insuring that over 2/3 of the boat fed the fish > on the way back in. I gave it to the DM though. He had to clean up > what didn't make it over the side. :-) > > >> >A few years ago I was out on a 45 foot boat in the winter and we were in 7 >foot seas. >We were 23 miles or so offshore and by the time we had got there everyone on >the boat had puked except for me. I was suited up and on the back of the boat >waiting for the boat captain to find the spot for me to roll off on. > >I was getting hot and I noticed about this time the deck hand decided to eat >lunch. His lunch? Tacos. Now I love tacos but this was cold taco meat and the >grease had jelled and come to the top in a white layer. He dug his fingers >into the goop and slopped in between the taco shell and took a bit. The >captain yelled he had found the spot and I puked as I rolled off of the boat. > >I don't think anyone saw me or if they did they were in too bad of shape to >care. 8^) > > >I still love tacos though. > >Ray -- Paul B.