taylerr wrote:I always got sick on one particular boat in Wellington but I think that was more to do with the petrol fumes than "sea" sickness. I've been on a couple of liveaboards with no adverse effects. I also think for me it was the fact that I had to set my gear up in some decent swells and not being able to keep my eye on the horizon.
I've tried ginger (didn't work and burns coming back up - don't go there), a homeopathic spray that you sprayed under your tounge (was probably the best out of everything I tried but still hit and miss) and sea legs (by far the worst - the only time I have been physically sick under water).
Now I'm very reluctant to do boat dives in Wellington but I'm happy to do liveaboards.
Yeah the fumes on that boat were terrible,the fumes are almost piped right into the sitting area...I always wondered if it was the shape of the boat and how the wind wrapped it in motion..??
Two interesting things for me with Sea sickness:
1) I remember a very very rough Ferry crossing and I started to feel ill...but hungry at the same time...like really
hungry,so went to the Galley and at this time it actually served food worth eating,so I grabbed 4 slices of buttered bread and drowned it in spaghetti and wolfed the lot...after that I was right as rain..I realised then that I had had nothing all day..for me its better not to travel rough seas with an empty stomach.
2) Now this is the really interesting one,my Father was a Chief Engineer on a British Naval ship and spent months at sea,I cant remember how many times he has circled the Globe.
Anyway I used this as a mental weapon against seasickness,telling myself that its in the DNA,my Dad was a legend at sea so I will be fine.
Anyway,last year over a few beers with my Dad I brought up how much of a debt that was I owed him...to have such strong sea-legs.
He literally spat his beer out "Bloody hell you must be f@#kin' joking!!" he blurted.... "I must have been the worst Sailor on the seas,Bloody hell I could be sick an entire trip....it was bloody miserable,so you sure as hell didnt inherit that from me!!"
It was then that I realised that seasickness for me was mostly in the mind...I had deceived it and there was no going back.
I have spent 3 days once rocking around in Cook Strait,two of the days were absolutely incredible seas and howling gales combined with driving rain.
The only motive power the boat had over the sails were oars and and there was no way we were putting them into the water as they would never be seen again.
The rain and spray was so strong it was hard to have your eyes open.(the boat was like a large lifeboat with a mast,no cabin or any form of protection.)
After a while Toma and two others were getting really sick,the rest of the crew started as well and got progressively worse as the seas were relentless.
The entire crew 10 out of 11 was down with seasickness,I was the only one that was fine... and three of them were totally incapacitated and getting rapidly worse,I was the only one who could steer the rudder as ther rest were either violently retching over the sides or now dormant and unmoving as the cold was slowly taking them away.
Things got to the absolute disaster level so I popped a flare and stopped the exercise and it took 2 hours for the Navy ship to come and tow us to shore while rescuing Toma and two others who were in the early stages of Hypothermia...(Toma was completely unresponsive to any stimulus by the time they got there.)
They fed us hot Raro....it felt like heaven!!
Once we hit the shoreline and had a goodnights sleep they towed us back out there the next day....it was the coldest weather recorded in 60 years they nicknamed us "The chosen frozen" ...