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Thursday
Jan052012

Book about Spidsgatter Pax underway

Another 2000 words hit the page before lunch today. December was packed with family and friend time, all precious and well worth the break, but now it's back to writing! Check Facebook for daily updates, Twitter weekly and the blog every week or two.  Finding Pax, literally, is the full time focus every day. Correspondence, calls, meetings and an upcoming trip to California for a "deep dive" into Los Angeles scene 1960-74 should round up the last of the real life details about Pax. Will the book be fiction or non-fiction?  The jury's still out. Depends on what I find in California and how comfortable, as publication gets closer, old owners and I'll be with disclosing stories that are sometimes stranger than fiction, certainly more sad when known to be true.  Ok, back to the book!

Wednesday
Nov302011

Living History: Tips from hand to mouth

Grandparents were everywhere when I was born. Two lived with us. A "great" one lived out by the barn. Another pair lived down the road. They held me, told me stories, helped my young parents learn to parent and me to talk, walk and launch into life surrounded by people whose physical presence and style embodied community. Took a few decades to appreciate, let alone understand.

Decades later, when they were dead and thousands of miles separated me from the places we shared, their voices, their stories, their humor, work ethic and values still feel close, ooze from my resume, sing through my careers, writing and conversations. 

Writing a book about a boat built in 1936 is one way to be sure to dig deep into history of our elders, to spend time with people whose decades of knowledge dwarf my own.  Half a world away, in Denmark, their stories lay down in emails day after day.  Today on break, going through boxes retrieved from the old ranch house attic, the synchronicity of life confronts me again in a dusty stack of newspapers.  Why did Grandpa save these in his box marked "JBC Personal"?  Dusty and brittle, the pages lay there unmarked and dated May 22, 1936. Oklahoma Cattleman, stockyard reports in another stack. No idea, yet. Placing them back in tupperware, still not able to throw them away, possibilities stored for a later, a second review, a muse.

Working on the Wooden Boat Festival was like living with grandparents, too. Decades of work and heart poured into a place and a dream that created an energy everyone could feel, still feels through generations.  Reflecting back, one of those times stands out today.  A panel of 1970s shipwrights, pioneers in their day and still passing skills to whomever will take the time to listen.

Listen.  Take the time to listen.

March 10, 2010

"Reeling Them In" a panel, featuring notable shipwrights Ernie Baird, Mike Aubin, Jim Peacock, Charlie Moore, Leif Knutsen and Dave Thompson, talking about the evolution of wooden boats and commercial fishing in 1970s Port Townsend will air on PTTV Channel 98 daily at 11:30 AM and 9:00 PM all week, March 22-27, 2010.

Kaci Cronkhite, Wooden Boat Festival director and Ernie Baird (founder of Baird Boatworks aka Haven Boatworks) organized this gathering for PT Library Community Read in the NWMC conference room March 16.

Monday
Nov212011

Unintended Singlehander: Day 2, the grounding

Updated on Monday, November 21, 2011 at 09:46 by Registered CommenterKaci Cronkhite

This story continued from Day 1, next blogpost down!

We motored east as the tide began to ebb. Flipped up the fenders, one at a time. Not cool to keep them trailing, like fingers skimming patterns in the sand. Dawn was warming black into blue and the monolith islands ahead looked like construction paper silhouettes.

Nervous, excited energy made my stomach queasy. The tide carried us right on course, so I hopped below to start the propane stove for tea. One one-thousand, two one-thousand, click. The flame burst into the darkness and the red light came on. All good. Back in the cockpit, wood smoke signaled the start of the day. Cocks crowed, answered, crowed again.

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Sunday
Nov202011

Never Give Up: A dog tale  

by Kaci Cronkhite, November 2011

Every time there’s a story about a lost dog, read it.  Every time there’s a poster with a lost pet,  try to remember the face and pay attention.  Watch for it wherever you go.  

A month ago, the owner of a big Rhodesian Ridgeback/Mastiff cross dog posted a photo on the Roman Nose State Park Facebook page.  A dozen people commented or reposted. Hearts paid attention and for the next few days and weeks, people looked everyday, taking care to walk dogs in different areas of the park hoping that maybe, just maybe they’d see a sign.  No luck.

Gone two weeks for a research trip (that’s another story), a neighbor left a note with a pack of mail saying there’d been a “big cat” near the faucet where she watered the plants.  There it was. One big paw print, maybe three inches wide. 

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Thursday
Nov172011

Unintended Singlehander: Day 1, the decision

Updated on Monday, November 21, 2011 at 09:48 by Registered CommenterKaci Cronkhite

When a Thai official decided to push it, to insist that that the letter stating I was officially Captain of the vessel while the owner was out of Thailand and that the money we'd already paid for extending our visa wasn't enough, I called his bluff. "If you do not pay, then you must leave Thailand", he said. "Ok," I replied, calm and determined not to pay the bribe. "Alone?" he said. "Yes," I replied, less calm and mind awhirl with an adrenalin rush.

Officially checked out of the country and with 24 hours to leave, the sweat making my shorts stick to the taxi seat were, this time, not just due to the tropical heat.

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