Sailing The Pink Sea, Debbie Huntsman http://sailingthepinksea.com Women's Sailing and Reducing Plastic Waste / Breast Cancer Thu, 05 Aug 2010 17:04:30 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Settlement Harbour Dinghy
In respect for the early hour I don’t start the outboard. Instead I float halfway to the docks before yanking the cord, puttering a bit, then pointing the bow toward the preferred landing. The sun has not yet exposed herself, but teases the harbor with hints of her arrival, peeking from behind a curtain of lavender [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/08/settlement-harbour-dinghy/ Lynyard Cay
026°21.3890 N / 076°59.1150 W We anchor in the afternoon off Lynyard Cay. With the first sandy beach of our trip beckoning, I am quick to get into the water. Uncharacteristically, I huff and puff after a short swim to the bow, where I hold myself against the anchor snubber to breathe in the splendor. I [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/07/lynyard-cay/ Manjack
Reefs. This place is full of them, or more precisely the Abacos, is a reef. Inexplicably, mounds of coral have protruded from the shallow sea creating islands as wild as one can imagine. Manjack is one of them. Almost as miraculously as the coral taking hold and forming a spit of land, this insubstantial protrusion [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/07/manjack/ Showing up is a winning strategy
It’s blustery and the wind reminds me I haven’t written about sailing for quite a while. I have been busy enjoying it, instead of recounting my experiences. In two weeks the Arizona Yacht Club will host their Commodore’s Dinner in celebration of the Fall ‘09/Spring ‘10 Race Series. I just looked at the final scoring and [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/04/respectable-women-shouting-hey-sailor/ Wannabe Garbage
It is nearly May, almost five months past when I should have posted a recap of my 2009 plastic aversion adventure. I still feel deflated from not making my seemingly doable ten pound goal. Even though I did not have a valid way of measuring what was not brought home, surely I didn’t reach ten [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/04/wannabe-garbage/ Something to hope for
Ofttimes while watching a movie I figure out what is going to happen well before it does, but watch anyway, hoping to be surprised. In life we do the same. We know some unpleasantness is bound to happen, yet we cling to optimism. A while back, while driving home with Ed, I [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/04/something-to-hope-for/ Ode to Diane
Chemo. Goddess. Warrior maven of defense. You led us, your sisters, through fields where we battled insurgencies within our own breasts. You offered sorties of resistance, standing resolute, hell bent against giving ground. You were our stalwart midwife past death, delivering us to shimmering new days. Be we cowards or brave, without judgment, you ushered us to hope or glory. We rewarded you imperfectly with our [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2010/01/ode-to-diane/ What are we dancing for?
A few days ago, I watched what was intended to be an uplifting video of hospital workers, all wearing pink gloves, dancing with glee. As I watched I bitterly asked, “What are they celebrating?” Earlier the same morning I learned a special friend is now in the end stages of battling breast cancer. I felt [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2009/11/what-are-we-dancing-for/ In the dumps
If I had a clue it would be so hard to shed 10 pounds of plastic, I wouldn’t have resolved to do it. Now, after 10-plus months, a 10 pound reduction seems unreasonable and unattainable. I have not done the math, but I don’t think I can make it, unless I move to a deserted [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2009/11/in-the-dumps/ Falling into permanent material
Because I did so poorly avoiding poly in September, I have put off telling about the results. First, I took a head-over-heals dismount from my bike, knocking my head, which was thankfully encased in a quality plastic helmet. Wearing a bike helmet surely saved me from a nasty knot on the noggin. Because it is recommended [...]]]> http://sailingthepinksea.com/2009/10/falling-into-permanent-material/