I have so many stories from that island. Like going to Camp Fox with my dad for Indian Princesses when I was six. It was my first Catalina experience. I entered a logo design contest for the camp t-shirt. I drew a big smiling fox with huge round eyes, my dad said he was sure was going to be the winner. I knew he was proud of me for drawing that fox too, even though it didn’t win. It was the way he held it away from his face with two hands and examined it with his happy eyes.
Then there was the first time we took our boat out. Since I was the oldest child at the ripe old age of nine I was, therefore, assigned to help my mom get the boat on the mooring ball (essentially a floating boat parking spot). My sisters Danielle and Maddie, who were six and four at the time, were too young to help. It was up to my mom and me to stand up on the bow and grab a bobbing stick that was connected to the rope we would use to tie the boat up. I remember pulling up the soggy yellow rope and then having no clue what to do with it. While my dad rushed down from the cockpit to assist his rookie crew, we nearly hit two other boats that were moored nearby. It was the first time I knew the meaning of “all hands on deck!”.
After that, I studied how other boaters accomplished this task without error and committed myself to becoming a boat girl. Now, when I take that algae covered rope in my hands I feel empowered. I feel I can help my dad achieve something he loves – being on his boat in Catalina making memories.
And we made many new memories on this trip. Legends, a San Diego based stand up paddle company, gave me two boards to take with us, making a total of four boards so we could all paddle together. We tried to capture the moment using the camera timer, which really didn’t give us enough time, hence this picture of my dad almost falling over in the foreground.