[Gumada]

Back when I was a young buck, a few friends and myself played cards drinking homemade wine all night. One of the guys gets this great idea to jump on a party boat out of belmar to do some fluking. Get there, get on and out we go. There was a slow significant swell that day, nothing crazy. We fished, I didn’t feel my best as I would expect. It was the Big Mohawk I believe that gave free hotdogs to the fares. Well once I got a whiff of those hotdogs I projection puked the rest of the day, never have I hurled like that until then or since. Only time I ever got sick at sea. Hit the dock felt fine and stopped at the diner on the way home.