Some years back, I took a couple friends of my son along with us on a trip to the Channel Islands. The first leg was suppose to be from Moss Landing on Monterey Bay to Santa Barbara. One of the kids was one merit badge away from qualifying for Eagle Scout and he was hot on getting the Seaman badge (or something close) to seal the deal. Well he got sick, he raise hell, puking all over the fucking boat. I pulled into Morro bay and put him ashore. Had to hang around, waiting for his dad to come get his arse. It's probably good I didn't have a plank. To be fair, it was rough as hell going around big Sur, and my son was no help at all. He got a bit sick and went to rail to show them how to purge. He puke in his mouth then squeezed it out between his teeth, squirting it over the side. He had both his buddies puking right then and there! But the Eagle never let up, he wanted off the ship!
The surfers around there are real territorial...that's the toughest surfing in the country...big breakers, lots of reefs and rocks. My oldest son has been trying to surf there for years and they won't let him in their private club..he lives near there
