Yep this is EXACTLY what offshore life is like.
When the weather is REALLY nice I think I miss it. Then the weather turns shitty, or I think about the stuff in this post, and I decide I kinda like the lab.
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Every once in a while I feel bad about pulling chocks and bugging out after my four years… then I eat a meal I cooked myself out of fresh materials, collapse in front of a big screen TV without me or it bouncing off the walls, and go to bed in my own king bed with my wife, and those regrets kind of fade away…
And I dunno how much pier time you guys had, but it seems I spent half my time getting used to beds that rocked, and the other half getting used to beds that were stationary.
Also I gotta imagine the Navy of your generation wasn’t a MASSIVE cloud of Cigarette smoke that is a North Atlantic Fishing boat.
My first ship was out more than not, mainly due to hurricane sorties (w00t for being stationed on the Mexican Gulf!). The second was a little better, and a lot more stable as a boat.
And, yeah, smoking is solely relegated to a very small section of the topside decks, and only on the captain’s humor. Hell of a lot better than the “smoke ’em if you got ’em” attitude of a generation ago, where it was permitted in almost all spaces in the ships (at least in my opinion)…
The fishing boats you could hang pork belly in the galley or wheelhouse and have bacon by the end of the trip!