tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post6183208645850099302..comments2008-09-28T09:04:19.106-07:00Karen Toast Congerhttps://profiles.google.com/117645897260182920195noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post-86950404221063725242008-09-28T09:04:00.000-07:002008-09-28T09:04:00.000-07:00Great advice all the way. We just completed the first half of your Neah Bay to SF passage. We were only going to Winchester Bay, OR.<BR/>We found that wrapping our glassware in old (preferably clean) socks prevented any breakage on the way, but then, our seas were probably quite a bit more settled than yours also.<BR/>We even arrived with a Coast Guard greeting party at our dock on arrival! Well, ok, not a greeting party - a boarding party. Very courteous and brief.Nosualcywww.flickr.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post-20233811900273285032008-09-26T16:05:00.000-07:002008-09-26T16:05:00.000-07:00Bravo on a safe passage!!<BR/><BR/>This is going to sound really disgusting, but beef jerky cures my sea sickness. It can't be Slim Jims or anything greasy...just nice, dry jerky and I am good to go. <BR/><BR/>Oh, and if you use a scopolamine patch, never ever cut it in half. You will be sicker than hell and you will be chatting with Boatbaby's friend Pedro.Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05790787955193833733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post-18686781496971605192008-09-26T10:48:00.000-07:002008-09-26T10:48:00.000-07:00I second the Ipod - invaluable - The only thing that helped my seasickness was laying flat on my back with my Ipod buds snuggly fit into my ears while I happily munched on saltines!Tad-n-Tinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09335638856029630296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post-17056359874978105432008-09-22T16:01:00.000-07:002008-09-22T16:01:00.000-07:00Gibran loves your kitty!!!<BR/><BR/>Have you guys tried seabands? I'm curious if they work. They did wonders for my morning sickness and hell they are quite fashionable.ShangriLewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15764430998227410916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38495401.post-76781671282504141432008-09-21T20:09:00.000-07:002008-09-21T20:09:00.000-07:00Glad to hear you survived. I remember my first offshore passage from Miami to Charleston, SC in late November (having never sailed a cat at the time, at yes, I was a naive and eager little 25 year old!) I was SO FREAKING SICK that I started to hallucinate that there was a man named Pedro living in our dinghy and I would talk with him during the night watch. I miss Pedro. Ok, no I don't. <BR/>Ten years and many miles later I can say it really does get better. <BR/>The highs and REALLY high and the lows are REALLY low. Don't get swallowed up by the extremes.boatbabyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11497671329115915673noreply@blogger.com