Sailing. Little San Salvador to Cat Island, The Bahamas The bow pitched and dipped, rose and fell as the space between my toes and the top of the water got closer, and then up we went again. My short legs dangled off the edge of the pulpit as I leaned forward, pushing my body forward… Continue reading Girl Sailing Aboard the Western Star ~ excerpt of chapter 7
1979, Dear Journal, it’s Annie. Moved onto a sailboat in the Atlantic Ocean, cut off from former life. Almost thirteen and feeling kidnapped by my family, torn from the life I love. Annie - Aboard the Western Star As librarians and readers come across this book, aka my sailing journal, it’s fun to hear their… Continue reading Dear Journal, I’m Stuck on a Boat with Family!
Day One: Special delivery Two huge boxes were carried from the driveway to the backyard about 20 yards from Lake Minnehaha, dropped and left unopened. I walked the length of the fourteen-foot box, then stopped to tug at it. Too heavy for me to move an inch, I moved on to tugging at its seams.… Continue reading A Gift of Memories
Our sailboat, the Sharon Ann, was perfect for our weekend sailing trips to Catalina and holidays to places like Cabo San Lucas. I would sit with Dad in the cockpit sometimes all night long, plus down below was stuffy and it made me nauseous. The cold air and salty sprays of the Pacific Ocean would… Continue reading Rainbows