rachel

Sailing Resume

jun 2021: la paz, mx — puerto peñasco, mx

cantamar, pacific seacraft 37′

dec 2018: puerto williams — chile to antarctica

pelagic australis, custom aluminum 73′

july 2018: bahia de tortugas, mx — san francisco, ca

mele kai, catalina 42′

jun 2018: cabo san lucas, mx — bahía de tortugas, mx

brainwaves, ericson 35′

jan 2018: alameda, ca — mexico

coconut, fantasia 34′

sept 2017: sydney harbor

royal squadron, catalina 42′

dec 2015: el nido, phillippines

morgan 38′

aug 2014: kaneohe, hi — owl harbor, ca

knopkierry, pacific seacraft 37′

winter 2012: berkeley marina mid-winters

lightspeed, wylie 39′

2012-2014: berkeley marina beer cans

rail meat, foredeck

I published a couple of articles about my trip to Antarctica, visible here and here from Latitude 38.

For non-sailing related info: I was born and raised near Seattle, WA. My favorite activities were swimming, roller blading, climbing trees, and water polo. I joined the military when I was 20 and was stationed in Texas, England and Nevada doing medical logistics. Nevada is where I found Bear, and a couple of months later Zita, in the base paper in 2006.

Nevada is also where I found myself miserable in an unhealthy relationship. My existence apparently was never going to get better than “assistant to boyfriend / future husband”. I broke up with him and moved to Arizona to go to school in Interior Design, because it sounded fun. I then moved to San Francisco to begin my career in Lighting Design, because I really wanted to be in a coastal city again.

However, the universe had other plans. I could not find anywhere to live with not one but two dogs in the Bay Area. After four months and four moves to completely different sides of the bay, I’d had enough. I told a coworker I was going to “sell everything and buy a sailboat to live on”. I had no idea what it meant, but the numbers looked good.

So I did… I sold everything I owned minus my clothes and dishes. No storage unit, no car. I just wanted my dogs with me, and I got my wish! As I was learning how to get water to come out of the faucet, what a thru hull was, and what a battery bank was… I found a sense of purpose and empowerment that I’d never felt before.

While I’ve had offers to be other men’s permanent assistants in the last decade since moving aboard, it’s much more fulfilling reaching these milestones on my own. I would love to have a partner one day, maybe I’ll find him when in my 60’s. Due to my dogs’ ages, I’ve stopped sailing Coconut for their sake. Two blind / deaf dogs don’t make good crew for a singlehanded. Not to worry, we are working on other projects and I feel like I’m just beginning my sailing adventures.