I always used to sleep like a baby down in the cuddly on top of rods, reels and various assorted but lumpy gear when running offshore for tuna or salmon. Something about the constant hum of the motor coupled with too much alcohol a few hours prior made 10’ swells rock my drunken ass to sleep better than any other drug. I’d get up to set the gear and go back to sleep. Once the first “fish on” call came I was up and on it like any good, competent, dedicated, half drunk fisherman would be. I don’t miss those painful mornings.
Like Ryan from the “Office” said (paraphrasing).....ever since I quit drinking there’s something about the fresh morning air that makes me sick. 😂
