Barnacle Babes Magazine vol 1 / no 1 Fall 2016

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SALTED WARRIOR Are you a woman, or group of women, who shares a passionate relationship with the sea? Does your company or organization have a strong vision of change and empowerment? Do you sponsor a Warrior Woman in a sea related sport? Are you an activist or expert in a waterrelated field?

We are looking for salted women, stories, sponsors, supporters, advertisers, event partners and promoters, to form a community based on connection and conservation. A community of warriors to unite, share and support a passion for our waters, a vision for our oceans future, and a desire to create real connections and real change. We hope to learn from each other and grow together. We hope to come together in decisions and efforts that matter, and connect through our Online Community, Web Series, Magazine and Outreach of Events.

We will be covering all water connections such as: scuba diving, surfing, wind/kite surfing, sailing, paddling, power-boating, fishing, marine biology, conservation and protection efforts, events, stories, facts, and more. If you have a deep connection to the ocean and wish to submit a request to be featured, please contact us. We love to hear from you. Visit www.barnaclebabes.com and join with your fellow “salted warrior women of the sea”.

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The Berth of Barnacle Babes The Barnacle Babes Team shares their vision and a passion for the water

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The Women of Alaska Shaunna Echo-Hawk Atkinson takes us on a journey into her world

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Finding the Sea Jaqueleen Cleaver is guided to the ocean by magnificent wildlife

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Where the Past Meets Today In a Marine Debris Kind of Way Morgan Knowles, M.S. Marine Biologist, shares a story to raise awareness

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Water & Spirituality Kim Malama Lucien opens the connection

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Lost in Love Sarah Specker Saar leaves her GP practice for her true love - Surfing

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The Adventures of OceanKelly Kelly Ercolini catches a big one

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A Guide for Men Jessica Winkler shares advice on Dating a Smart, Sexy & Well Travelled Woman

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Self Love: A Letter to My Self

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Be Aware & Mindful

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Story of a Scuba Girl Harriet Collins is “SCUBAGIRL�

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Help Save our Drinking Water

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Berth of Barnacle Babes The

Our Team & Our Vision

Jodi Mossop (Vancouver, B.C., Canada) Founder / Partner / Producer Warrior Mermaid Collector

Loves: Kayaking, sailing, swimming, hiking, playing in and on all forms of water, solid and liquid, giggles with the girls, chilling with my boys!! Strengths: Collector of people, communication, inspiring others, creative and FEARLESS!!! Grateful for: My husband, children, family, and friends. The opportunity to do what I love... and meeting bad ass salty women who want to share their stories with us! How Friggin cool is that!!!! ♥ Some of the best times of my life have been had on the ocean. I began competitive swimming at the age of 7 which turned into competing in water polo and lifeguarding by the age of 15. I, like many of our community members, was a mermaid! I truly believed that I could train myself at the age of 10, to breathe underwater. I practiced often when sailing with my father up the Georgia Straight of British Columbia, Canada and swimming with the jellies. Now later in my life, after raising my children, I want to return to that childhood dream. I want to be surrounded by STRONG, FIERCE, LOVING, SUPPORTIVE, NURTURING, LIONESS-like women who have a strong desire to compete in their sport at the same level as their male peers, share their life victories as women who have carved a life and living out of the sea, and women who are passionate about protecting her! Many are women who are survivors, healers, teachers, risk takers, believers and dreamers! Barnacle Babes is a platform created to share these stories, come together as Warrior Women of the Sea in a magically, purposeful, educational and actionable way, that will prove to you, the viewer, what is possible, how it’s possible and how we can come together to make a difference in the world and work together as salty sisters to heal our planet. Beginning with our oceans. I am grateful to our growing community and always look forward to hearing from you and what you’d like to watch and read and even sharing some of your own stories with us. Please send me an email to jodi@barnaclebabes.com and I look forward to getting to know you all better and making a difference.

- Making waves, Jodi

Ashleigh Magill (Victoria, B.C., Canada)

Peter Helm (Vancouver, B.C., Canada)

Loves: Kite, wake & snow boarding, camping, hiking, natural health, good vibes! Strengths: Creativity, passion, kindness, communication, Macgyvering, being a catalyst. Grateful For: My tribe, nature, freedom, wise leaders, eager students, selfless acts, cats, the global shift, awakened humans, and of course, the Barnacle Babes Movement!!!

Peter has been involved in media production for over 25 years, as a live television director on national series shows such as “David Chalk Connected”, a film producer on the award winning feature “Ill-Fated”, and live event Producer and Director for TEDxVancouver from 2009 till present. He’s also been a set designer for stage events in Vancouver’s largest theatres. His passion of nature, traveling and Canada lead him to become a photographer for the Canadian Tourism Commission where he also was invited to write the guide for photographers on how to shoot for Canada.

His photography has taken him from dogsledding in Yellowknife to kayaking with icebergs in New Newfoundland.

Partner / Magazine / Website / Writer Editor / Artisan of the Coral Kingdom

I am so grateful to have spent my life immersed in all things nature and water; from the early years of fishing and swimming at our family cabin in Ontario, Canada, developing my knowledge as a Sea Cadet while sailing with my mother around Vancouver Island, and hiking up mountain peaks in search of hidden lakes and treasures! Through all of this, “play” has been a big part of my life; Jumping on boards of all sorts, taking risks, falling down, then finding my flow and taking a deep breath - much like how I approach life honestly. Nothing brings me more joy than entering the wilderness with nothing but my journal and a childlike sense of wonder (Okay I may have taken that one from Nick Twisp, Youth in Revolt - but it’s bang on). I have a a strong passion for natural health and personal and spiritual growth, which is why this project is so important to me. It is a dream come true to be able to connect with and share stories of the salted warrior women of the sea, the Barnacle Babes, while raising spirits, support and awareness to protect and heal our oceans and our selves! I truly believe we can make a difference in this world and properly utilize the tools that humanity has developed in doing so. Not to mention, give our young women better role models. I look forward to connecting with all of you! My email is ashleigh@barnaclebabes.com please reach out any time.~ - Love and Light, Ashleigh

Partner / Director of Production

Family travel and a connection with the ocean has been a part of Peter’s life from an early age. He has spent hundreds of days on the water in sailboats solo sailing to Desolation Sound, 6 years of racing Division One Yachts to first place Season champions, and a decade of year-round gunkholing in the sun, rain, and snow aboard his San Juan 24 and Yamaha 30. He’s also enjoys all forms of floating – surfing, wake-surfing, waterskiing and kayaking. His most early influence for creation was lego at the age of 5 and has been assembling ideas ever since. He enjoys creating sculpture and practical things like fences, and connecting with this beautiful planet through extensive travel, outdoor sports, photography, and people. He’s a proponent of inspired change and while his involvement with TEDxTalks is his most notable lever, influencing that change one person or thing at a time is his daily mantra. Peter is the “Charlie” to our Charlie’s Angels team and is an incredible asset to the Barnacle Babes dream & vision.

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The Women of

ALASKA

Shaunna Echo-Hawk Atkinson takes us on a journey into her world and the unique stories of The Women of Alaska.

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My earliest memory of childhood fishing days is my dad waking

me up at our home in Metlakatla (Annette Island, Alaska). He told me to gather my things for a week of fishing, which included one bag of clothes, a bag of Barbies, and some ninja turtles that I stole from my brothers.

We drove to the breakwater with our gear, he lifted me up on our 32-foot gillnetter, and I immediately I headed to the bunk where the sound of the engine would always put me back to sleep. From there, we set course to the fishing grounds. On this particular day, I awoke at Point Davis where my dad was drinking his morning coffee and listening to the AM radio, like he always did. It was very hot out.

After a continuous stream of complaints over the heat, he threw a life preserver on me and found the longest rope, which he tied off to the cleat - then he threw me into the ocean. I was 7 years old at the time.

Our gillnet was out and we were quite a distance offshore. I remember swimming as far as the rope would allow me; all the way to the fishing net where the corks were bobbing from the caught fish.

Fact

Metlakatla comes from Maxłakxaała, a Tsimshian word meaning "Salt Water Passage." Metlakatla was named after another village of the same name ("Old Metlakatla") in British Columbia.

Annette Islands Reserve, including surrounding islands, today comprise the only Indian reserve in Alaska.

In the 1970s, the Metlakatla did not accept the Alaska Native Claims Settlement Act and give up their reserve and maintain sovereign immunity.

Annette Islands Reserve consists of 132,000 acres of land and water base. Metlakatla Indian Community has exclusive commercial and subsistence fishing rights to the islands’ waterways extending from 3,000 feet at mean low tide.

- Another fun-fact, found on Wikipedia.

My dad let me swim around, occasionally glancing up at him in the galley. When it was time to pull up the net, he dragged me onto the boat and told me to get ready. I put my rain gear on and we began to pick the fish as he brought in the net from the drum, then the fish were then thrown in the hatch - I can still hear him laughing at me when I missed the hatch. My father had 3 boys and had no ideal how to raise a girl so I was raised as one of the boys, which I am grateful for. So began my fishing career.

Now, I am a seasoned fisherman. I have fished all over the island including herring fishing as far as Seymour Canal to Holbart Bay in southeast Alaska. I also have experience halibut fishing and am a commercial diver during the winter months in southeast Alaska.

I am the mother to my sixteen-year-old son and have a baby on the way. Our busy lives also include our three dogs; one is a malamute husky named Brutas. I live on Annette Island in the Community of Metlakatla. I am a tribal member of the Tsimshian Nation and I fish and harvest the sea as my ancestors did.

Shaunna with her 16 year old son

I will be sharing stories and unique life experience of growing up in a fishing community. I look forward to connecting with you and introducing you to other women of Alaska.

Shaunna Echo-Hawk Atkinson

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Shaunna here with her father, Eldon Atkinson, brother, Johon Echo-Hawk Atkinson, and her dog Brutas on their boat, Fv/Deja Vu. Barnacle Babes Magazine Fall 2016 |

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FINDING THE SEA Jaqueleen Cleaver

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ow do you even begin to describe your most vivid memory? To put into words an emotion that consumes your mind and body I’ll give it a try. I’ll start by letting you into a vulnerable time in my childhood. I was thirteen years old and felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. While some girls are school shopping or practicing summer sports, I was worried about my Mothers terminal illness. Trying to manage growing into a young adult with the constant fear of doing it alone, was not how I imagined my life. I lived in a state of fear and was nervous about where I was headed.

In efforts to help ease my fears, my mother, being the beautiful person that she is, decided it was best to go on a retreat up to Canada with some amazing people.

Our weekly meditation group had introduced us to a community that I was very grateful to know. A group of people who shared a sense of peace and who seemed to be unbothered by the struggles they were facing. I felt like I was drowning in my fears and it was a nice change to be around such strength, peace and positivity. I was excited to meet more people like that. This was a chance to explore ourselves and share our experiences with like-minded individuals. I was eager and filled with excitement for this trip.

Unfortunately, right before we were about to leave, my mom and I got into an argument.

Our trip started off rocky and the silence soon progressed into a distance between us.

Once I arrived on this little Island off the coast of Canada, I was instantly at peace. I left my mother and the group, and was set on seeing every square foot of this Island. I was fascinated by its beauty and amazed by how green everything was. The water was so clean and I could just see all of this “life” around me. I got to let my hair down and swim in the sea, watch sea otters and collect shells along the beaches. I began to let my guard down which resulted in me making life-long friendships with some amazing people. At last I was starting to feel like myself again. Something about being in nature really grounded me and brought me into the present moment. I remember the smell in the air, the light coming through the clouds; the green leaves waving at me on the trees. I could taste the salt in the air and feel the sunshine warm my skin with its rays. I listened to the waves crashing along the rocks and tried to mimic the pattern with my breath. I felt a part of my surroundings, I felt like I belonged. What more does a teenager want then to belong?

I started to see the real purpose of this retreat and appreciate my Mom for her fight to have me go with her on this trip.

One morning I woke up early and was walking along the beach where I kept finding bald eagle feathers, I was so stoked because I had never seen a bald eagle before and I knew they were close. By the first meditation gathering of the morning, I had made my way back to the group with these eager thoughts of seeing a bald eagle. Naturally my mind was wondering during the meditation session and I just couldn’t keep my eyes closed. I looked up at the large window that I was facing and, right then, I saw a huge bald eagle flying directly towards me. It looked like it was aiming to hit the window. My eyes opened wide as I was sure this giant bird was going to hit the glass. Just as it came up to the glass it turned sideways and I could see its entire wing span spread across the window. It looked like it couldn’t be real, it was the biggest bird I had ever seen. I was captivated by it. I looked around me as I was sitting in a room full of adults who had their eyes closed, deep in meditation and completely oblivious that this moment had just occurred.

I immediately jumped up and ran outside. I could see it flying above the cabin that I was just in and I started to follow the direction of this magnificent bird. As I ran towards the end of the island, the peak if you will, I realized I couldn’t chase it forever. I sat down where I could see the edge of the cliff onto a jagged coastline facing the majestic Puget Sound. I was still in awe that this moment had happened and that I had manifested this sighting of such a beautiful creature. My curiosity was still racing from this experience and right then, as I was reflecting on the eagle and trying to analyze what it was trying to tell me, a family of orca whales appeared right in front of me. At least 12 beautiful black and white whales, playing

and splashing and breaching all right before my eyes. One of the smaller whales swam so close to me it was like I was looking him right in the face. I saw the emotion of the pod of whales and it brought me so much peace.

At that moment, Mom had come looking for me, and found me right where I was meant to be - whale watching on the edge of this stunning island with the fullest my heart had ever been. It was a spiritual experience honestly. We sat together with them and felt their playful nature. I realized at that moment that we are all connected, and these creatures that were always a bit mystical, had made themselves known to me, they shared a piece of their life with me. It was then that I felt that my internal compass pointed to the Sea and that it’s where I would come to find the answers to many questions that I had in life. I had found my intuition again and was willing to listen.

The fear that I had carried with me to the retreat was gone. The anger that I had felt towards my mother was gone. I immediately felt supported and I welcomed my mom’s presence to share this amazing moment with me. I accepted where I was and allowed myself to trust the timing - that it wasn’t her time to go just yet. We have spent countless hours at the beach and have enjoyed this bond that was formed on the edge of an island in Canada. Valuable lessons were learned and my mother is still alive and healthy today to witness what my connection to the ocean has done for me. I was humbled by my experience and I cherish the memory, the connection and the gratitude for that day that I found the Sea.

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Where the past meets today in a

MARINE DEBRIS kind of way Morgan Knowles, M.S. Marine Biologist

Imagine,

while on a family vacation, you come across a fossilized mako shark tooth. How awesome! You may have scored the largest tooth of the day. Excited to run off to your sister, parents and cousins (as an almost 30 year old adult) to show off your winnings, you stumble upon something tangled, smelly, made of plastic and ropes, filled with driftwood and the remains of deceased wildlife. If you guessed marine debris, you are correcto-mundo.

To jump into the past a bit, I grew up on the water in a small beach town in NJ. It was hard to convince us that anywhere other than the beach (and snowy mountains) were cool places to visit. As a kid, my family often spent family vacations along the Potomac River shores (locals refer to it as the rivah, and will now be referred to as the rivah) at my Aunt's rivah house named Shibumi. The name in is a long story in itself; Japanese word for "effortless perfection", but that’s for another day. There, we enjoyed water sports, crabbing, bonfires, boats and the most fascinating of all - SHARK TOOTH ISLAND (name changed to protect our secret spot).

Being the young paleontologist that I was, I was enthralled. Every summer, until about the time we were in high school, we would head to the rivah to enjoy family, crabbing, swimming and most definitely fossil hunting.

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Fast forward to today, this past summer was one for the books. It included defending my masters in marine biology where my thesis was on marine debris, getting a second part time job, and a road trip to Shibumi!. After a 15 year Shibumi hiatus, we made the 993 mile drive to relax and play. Upon our first boat ride in to Shark Tooth Island, I noticed something that was not fossil, plant, animal or even natural. A huge heaping pile of plastic gill net tangled on an old piling 1/2 buried in the sand.

Oh no, not just any old pile of rope; this was abandoned, lost, derelict fishing gear (or ALDFG), which, in this case, is a large gill net.

One line fitted with a foam core to float the net up to the surface, and one lead weighted line designed to keep the net on the bethos. My first go at this net was unsuccessful. Without gloves, knives and a means to bring it back to Shibumi, it was not going to work. My Mom and Dad decided to make a second reconnaissance mission to remove the net later that day.

After 2 hours of struggle, it was detangled and removed by my heroes, two knives and a jetski. To the left is my Dad driving the jetski and my FiancĂŠ Bobby, helping to secure the debris at the dock. After this massive heap was dragged up the beach at Shibumi, questions lingered on how we were going to dispose of it.

Lucky me, I have several friends in the marine debris field and one in particular who was putting the rope to good use.

PHOTO (Left): My loot from our secret spot.

These bone fragments, teeth and such date back to the Calvert Formation from the Miocene (~23mya). (Right): My Mom, Marian Knowles, huddling in her gill net nest after removing it from the pilings it was wrapped around.

After my family and I separated the monofilament from the line, it was sorted, packaged up and shipped off to Tampa, FL to Brittany Webster, a friend of mine who designs marine debris awareness bracelets to be made into works of art. Planet Love Life is a wonderful organization where 100% of their proceeds fund marine debris removal efforts in Eleuthera Bahamas. Each bracelet, anklet and key chain is one of a kind, actual marine debris, removed from the environment.

Pretty rad don't you think?

Beyond the wake surfing, doggie stand up paddling, hammock hangs, meteor shower gazing, and family bonding, a great lesson was learned while on my summer vacation.

Being exposed and knowledgeable on the marine debris issue makes it hard to ignore, even on vacation. However, how you choose to do something about it may require a little elbow grease and sunblock, but the relief and happiness of a family working together to save thousands of marine organisms was well worth it. Now I realize that our little bit of work made this oasis safer, more beautiful and more.... Shibumi, “effortless perfection�.

Keep on being awesome, and stay curious.

Morgan Knowles, M.S. Marine Biologist Learn more about me at: https://branded.me/morganknowles

To make a donation or purchase your very own marine debris awareness jewelry, go to www.planetlovelife.com. Use code: BETHELOVE for 10% off any order - from me!

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WATER Spirituality in connection to you.

Kim Malama Lucien

I’ve always had a fascination with water.

From what I’ve been told, this has been the case since I was an infant. It’s like the water is drawing me in, pulling me towards it in a way that, if I don’t interact with it often enough, it negatively impacts my daily life.

Any kind of natural water will do; fresh water, salt water, rivers and lakes, but the one that pulls me hardest is the ocean. There is something about the air, the sand, the salt and the sea life, that just resonates and speaks to me on an almost molecular level. I can feel my blood pressure drop and my heart rate slow. I can immediately breathe deeper and the day’s stresses lessen. I am literally changed, physically and energetically, as a result of being around it.

I’ve said many, many times over my life that being in, on, or around water is like breathing for me. That if you took it away, I would cease to exist, who I am would be irreparably damaged and diminished by not having it in my life. Seeing this, as I write it, seems like rather an extreme statement but yet I know that for me it is 100% true.

I had a friend for many years that I would spend as much of my weekend days as possible with, at the beach of course. We used to joke, especially on Sundays, how the beach and the ocean was our church.

It was the way that we connected to what was important for us; how we found our spiritual center, how we found our personal peace and how we found us. It was a place where we could slow down, check in and be introspective and get real with ourselves.

I was thinking about this a while ago and I realized that the vast majority of the major “aha” moments in my life occurred when I was in or on the ocean. Once I realized this, my ability to tap in and connect with the waterways on the planet and all of the life in them substantially increased and my ability to feel connected from anywhere exponentially changed!

My willingness to acknowledge what was true for me in relation to the ocean (and water) changed my life and made so many things easier.

I wonder where that place is for you? Is water a conduit for you finding your spiritual peace? For finding you? Is it on a surfboard (like many of mine) or in a kayak on a lake or river, maybe it’s a canoe or on a waterski. I wonder how much more of the universe would be made available if you consciously acknowledged what it does for you? Would you be willing to acknowledge it and allow to contribute even more dynamically to you and your life?

There are so many things I have to say and share on this topic but I’m out of space! Check back for future articles and posts on BarnacleBabes.com where I explore this more and share tips and tools for connecting on even deeper levels!

Kim Malama Lucien

www.kimmalamalucien.com

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LOSTIn l♥ve here are certain turning points in our lives that truly change everything, and learning to surf was one of those moments for me. The first time I experienced an actual ride along the face of a wave, I was lost. Lost in happiness, greed, anxiety, or simply lost in love.

As with every big love, it came – and still comes – with extreme highs and lows. Like a first kiss, a first wave leaves you breathless, shaky, and instantly hungry for more. I was addicted. My magical first ride was in Australia: being a classic 18-year-old backpacker, surfing was one of the experiences on the ‘todo-list’. Unfortunately the first lesson came very late in my travels (having started out along the Northeast coast where the Great Barrier Reef blocks out any swell) and, considering my very tight financial situation at the time, it was a single session. Yet it stuck.

All it took was one glassy knee-high green wave that my teacher (your typical attractive bleach-blond surfer boy, with six-pack abs and feral accent) pushed me into. The thrill of that single ride opened my eyes to a completely different way of life. Surprisingly though, it took me over 6 years (!) and a lot of detours to return to the ocean properly.

During a long summer trip focused on surfing, The Basque Country (Spain) became my training ground. And just like a summer love, it took hold of me. Eat, sleep, surf, repeat. Nothing else.

The joy of just playing in the ocean over and over again like a kid; watching sunsets with new friends, this was the life I had never known, yet had always dreamt of.

With every attempt, you learn a bit more, but you also want more. Unfortunately the ocean can be fickle, and handles her own agenda. Unlike other sports that allow you to practice a certain move over and over again under the same conditions, the practice of surfing is completely out of our control. The ocean dictates, and we obey. This makes the sport very humbling; the groveling activity of duck diving, falling of your board when you’ve finally caught a wave, then getting hit by the board in the face, losing your bikini, brutal cuts, jelly fish stings - you put up with all of it. The ultimate self-torture.

And yet, you endure. Just like a love unanswered, you keep coming back, hoping for more. Because when the ocean delivers, it’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced before..

Just like a love unanswered, you keep coming back, hoping for more.

After that first trip, all I wanted was to surf every day. But geography happened to be more of an issue than I had anticipated for.

Coming from Holland, a cold, flat, windy country where good waves are almost completely blocked out by England, living my dream was not quite happening. So what do you do? Do you put up with it, or do you look for greener pastures?

I chose the latter. I chose a travelling life, alternated with periods at home, working to save up more money to take off again: New Zealand, Indonesia, South Africa, El Salvador, Costa Rica, Panama, Sri Lanka, Tonga, England, all little blue diamonds.

And the wish list just keeps growing. For me, the love for the ocean gave me a direction and sense of purpose. My heart knows that this is what I’ll keep doing for years to come.

Although, in contrast to all of this, surfing actually ruined my life: I have no savings left, more wrinkles than I should at my age, I’ve cancelled countless appointments with friends and family to go surfing and I have officially lost my career ambitions.

I am currently on my way out the door in the final days of my GP practice. Yet, I wouldn’t change my life, my love, one single bit.

in essence, we just consist of salty water.

Neuroscientists claim that we are programmed to favour remembering negative experiences over positive ones, because it would increase our chances of survival. In my opinion, with regards to surfing, this theory is complete bullshit. Every surfer has a natural tendency to remember the best moments of his/her encounters with the sea. From a biological point of view, we humans are made up of a saline solution, enveloped by simple membranes that are grouped in different structures to become the living creatures that we are.

But in essence we just consist of salty water. Is that why we are drawn to water? Is that why the addiction gets stronger every time you tasted salt water?

I can only guess, but I will explore.

Until next time, stay salty!

Sarah Specker Saar

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OceanKelly The Adventures of

Kelly ercolini

Ahoy Sea Sisters. i hope you enjoy this Sea adventure from 10 year old me...

was a crisp summer day in 1975 when my father asked if I wanted to go out on the boat with him while he crabbed and fished that day. You never had to ask me twice, any reason to get in or on the ocean was a good one!

Hi, I’m Kelly, “OceanKelly” some call me. My family is from the central coast of California where I was born and raised in the most majestic of settings, Where the Sea and the Redwood forest meet, courtesy of our maker. I had the privilege of indulging in all things Sea related; scuba and free diving, kayaking, surfing, skiing and the swim team.

My dad (Rest his soul) was already a retired Navy Sailor when I was young and kept a couple of his old fishing boats down in the harbor. A bit dilapidated they were, and a constant work in progress. Okay, dilapidated a lot, considering we always made sure we had buckets on hand to bail out the water once in open Sea. Small leaks. No big deal right? Well, it was the 70’s.

Okay, back to the crisp summer day, lol. Crisp in the summers in our piece of the planet means it’s always a bit chilly until you’re perched in the sun for a bit.

But beware you can burn in the fog just the same.

Dad pulls out of the harbor and our voyage begins. He is barking orders, military style, which I thought was completely normal at age 10. He reads the sky and mumbles, “Red sky at night, sailors delight - Red sky in the morning, sailor take warning” well there was no red sky that morning so I felt relieved, but of what I wasn’t sure. I remember contemplating the meaning of the “sailors warning” many times.

Why was dad always so cryptic?

Surrounded by smelly fishing stuff and about 8-10 knots out to Sea, I decide to do a little swimming with the dolphins I’d been admiring playing about a 100 yards or so from our vessel. It’s always safe to swim near dolphins, they keep the sharks away right?

Dad starts yelling for me, he is struggling with his line and the catch. A big burly sailor struggling, this should have been a clue, but ya know I’m 10, so…. I hoist myself into the boat as he’s giving me orders.

“Secure the nets, bring the rope. Don’t step on that…”

He said it must be a Tuna. I was pretty excited so I was getting everything needed to get this ginormous fish; I wasn’t going to be blamed for “the one that got away.” Here it comes, toward the aft of the boat and into the net.

Dad pulls in the net and Thump! Whoa! That’s a big fish and definitely not a Tuna. Holy Neptune! It’s a Shark! A Blue Shark!

With the biggest black eyeball staring at me I had ever seen! This shark was probably a teenager, measured out about 6.5’ so a lot bigger than my 10-yearold self. Sharky was thrashing around the boat so hard and I swear she was communicating through her eyeball to set her free. But she was thrashing around so much with her teeth gnashing, I ignored dad’s orders for assistance and climbed the mast, where I stayed frozen staring at Sharky and fearing she might bite dad. There was a tongue lashing involved, which was a long cruise home!

So, it turns out blue shark steaks are pretty amazing, But I could never get the look of Sharky’s big unblinking eye out of my head. So anything that comes from the Sea and looks at me is going right back in the water forever more.

Thanks for reading!

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Jessica WINKLER How to Keep a

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veled a r T lel W , y ex Smart, S Woman

ver the years I have met so many single women who are in their 30’s or greater, are well traveled, entrepreneurs and kicking ass at sports, wondering why they struggle with men.

I myself have had unsuccessful relationships that typically end for similar reasons. Whilst traveling to over 35 countries and talking to a variety of women from different cultural backgrounds, I’ve discovered similar complaints between them about dating.

We often feel men admire us and are even attracted to us for all of these amazing qualities we possess, but with time, they can become jealous, competitive or deflated by us. The very things they desired in us end up being what they dislike.

Although its nice being able to inspire our partner, it’s sad to be broken up with because they did not realize what the long term effects would be of dating such a women - so I’m making a list for the men. A list, which will help them to be sure, they aren’t biting off more then they can chew when pursuing a relationship with these types of women.

She is over 30

This may excite a lot of younger men but be aware of our superior sexual knowledge. In the beginning, this made you so horny you could not keep your hands off of her. Please know that, over time, this has the ability to make you dwell on how much you still have to learn. Men may start to wonder how many other men she has slept with in order to learn so many awesome moves and this may not sit well with you. She knows her body a lot better then you do at this point and is not afraid to show you. You might be intimidated or even feel offended at first, but go with it and see where it leads you. If you do decide to stick it out with her know she will be the best, most complete lover you will ever have.

She is well travelled

She has been to more countries then you have been to football games.

This makes her interesting and cultured. You are intrigued by her stories of kayaking in Patagonia or kiteboarding in Lebanon, but once you have heard the stories you may find yourself feeling jealous or bored. In the beginning its interesting but, if you have not been to these places, then when she meets other people who have, you may be left out of the conversations. If you end up travelling together, she will be the one taking charge in taxis and speaking different languages to book your hotel rooms whilst you may feel inferior standing in the background. We know you men like to take care of us but we are more experienced in the beginning and may have to take care of you.

If you decide to stick it out then know she will take a step back and let you take care of her once she knows that you can.

She is successful

She may have her own business or has a high level job. Many women at this point in their lives have earned a lot of economic or financial success. You love this about her. You don’t feel like she is taking advantage of you on dates and she has no problem in paying her way - but she doesn’t rely on you. She doesn’t need you.

When you are dating this is a huge relief, but when you want to get serious with someone, being needed is what makes you feel worthy. It feels nice to have a women to work for who loves and appreciates your hard work, but these women are independent and this might make you feel useless. If you decide to stick it out then know she loves it when you take care of her and she does need you. She needs you in ways that will make you feel more of a man then you even knew possible.

She is good at sports She is toned and powerful. Women find at this age they are stronger and healthier then ever. You find her sexy and alluring. She may even be better at sports then you are but, after time, you may realize that you miss your sport time with the guys. You liked man time when doing sports and then going home to a women who admired you for being all strong and sweaty.

Instead, she is out there with your or maybe even ahead of you. This might after time make you resentful for taking your man time away, or just irritated at her for her lack of “housewife-like” qualities. If you decide to stick it out then you will see that your most memorable and enjoyable times in life are those times she is right there beside you.

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She is surrounded by men

When you meet her you will see many other men trying to get her attention in the same way you did.

She is a cool girl who really is at ease around the guys and confident in herself. When she pays a little extra attention to you, it makes your heart sing. You feel so special and better than all those other guys. You’ve won! This feeling of being the better man will stay with you for sometime, especially in the beginning when other men are still trying to pursue her. But once you are a couple for awhile, this will stop and she will be all yours. There will be no more games and those winning feelings may be all you wanted after all.

If you decide to stick it out, know that she is still constantly surrounded by men trying to win her over but that she chooses you everyday. You still need to fight for her heart because it is not always easy for her to choose you. Her world is exciting and ever changing.

She meets new people constantly and is embracing each and every experience. She chose you and you are the winner. Keep communication and love flowing!

If you find one of these amazing women and she is looking at you...

be kind.

She is fragile beneath her tough exterior. She may seem to easily trust you and let you get to know her but the deeper part of her heart is protected. She has a well practiced manner in communicating with people and making them feel at ease. This is what she learned from being a successful businessperson and traveller.

Don’t take her a face value. Spend time with her. Dig deeper. Stick with her and you will see a side of her she doesn’t show just anyone, and then you will have the best friend, lover and partner you could ever hope for.

Jessica Winkler

www.JessicaWinkler.net

Self Love:

A Love Letter to My Self.

My love, how I smile when I think of our journey.

These many years together I have loved you, hated you, needed you and failed you. Countless times I put you behind everyone else; choosing work, dating, money and responsibilities above you. Draining you, avoiding you, cutting you down and pushing you into a box that's far too small. For so long I thought you were ugly, thin, goofy and strange. I kept trying to change you into something I thought people would like - but all that did was make you rigid and resentful.

I was wrong.

I'm sorry my sweet, for not seeing your unique beauty under that awkward smile. I'm sorry it took me so long to recognize the incredible glow that shines from within you when you're feeling appreciated and cared for. You have been so strong through all we have experienced; it's hard to believe we have fit so much into these years but somehow you have managed to shine bright through every step. Something I forget to do from time to time...

I cherish the moments of clarity when I can hear you and feel your inner peace and your divine, wise self. A deep breath and we are united in a tranquil state, where nothing matters but our love for each other and for this exciting and abundant life.

I promise to listen more.

I promise to accept you.

I promise to speak to you with care and kindness.

I promise to always put you and your health first.

I promise to take more baths, dance, eat healthy and laugh.

I promise to take you to the ocean and raise your vibration.

I promise never to choose a relationship that will cause you harm or lessen you in any way, you deserve to shine my love.

I will always love you, more and more every day.

To my love. My self.

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"She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water.

She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against.

Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water." — Roman Payne

Thanks Jessica Winkler for the gorgeous photo and your incredible self. We love you girl.

Be Aware &

Mindful Some products & facts to keep in mind. Every item counts and every effort makes a difference.

Items: grocery bags, product packaging, 6 pack rings, straws, cups, utensils, balloons & lighters.

8.8 million metric tons of plastic waste is dumped in the world's oceans each year.

Can take 450-600 years to dissolve.

Harms an estimated 100,000 sea turtles & marine mammals as well as 1,000,000 sea creatures each year .

Items: fishing line, nets, lures, buoys, various waste from ships, fishing, transport & oil rigs.

Items: needles & broken glass.

Especially dangerous to humans and marine life!

Items: soda cans, aerosol cans, bottle caps, fishing hooks & coat hangers.

Sometimes mistaken for food by sea creatures.

Aluminum can take 200-500 years to dissolve.

Cigarette filters absorb deadly cancer-causing chemicals, and are often mistaken for food by marine animals.

Approximately 4.5 tons of the 6 tons cigarettes consumed annually are littered across the globe.

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Story of a

My

SCUBAGIRL

Warrior Woman of the Sea story started when I was five years old on a family snorkeling trip. From there, I have grown up, developed my passion, and I’m on the way to figuring out who I am.

I don’t remember much from that snorkeling trip, but I do remember crying and screaming as the small speed boat was struck by lightning, causing glass to fly and the boat to stop in the middle of the sea. From then, I didn’t want to be in the water, on a boat, or anywhere near a storm. My mum managed to get me back in the water the same trip, knowing that I would never go in again if she didn’t.

The other fears, I carried with me for almost ten years.

“I do remember crying and screaming as the small speed boat was struck by lightning” Just after my thirteenth birthday, I was convinced to try scuba diving, and I’ve never looked back since. My passion developed that day. Diving became everything to me. I dove as much as I could, and kept advancing my certification. On my 18th birthday, I started my Divemaster training. By 19, I had logged over 100 dives in less than five years. I was addicted. But it wasn’t just the diving that drew me in. It was the sea. There was something about it - a calm about it.

Something that speaks to me. Something that I can’t be me without.

I didn’t figure out this connection until I was 19. I had thought it was just diving that was my passion, but I was wrong. The sea was my passion. With this knowledge I knew I had to keep growing, but I could only grow in the sea. I tried surfing, sailing, SUP’ing, submarining and kiteboarding all in the same year, and I love all of them.

They all test me. Push me. Make me better, stronger, work harder, and fight, all while calming me and bringing me peace. The sea is where I belong.

I’m not done exploring. I’m not done being adventurous, and I’m definitely not done finding myself.

Until next time, Harriet Collins, “ScubaGirl”

www.scuba-girl.com

ScubaGirl is a statement. A means of sharing a passion. A way of life.

I founded ScubaGirl in order to create a community of like minded women who are proud of their diving accomplishments, no matter how big or small. The brand is a symbol. It stands for the power of women under the sea. Challenges arise, but we can rise above them in order to seek the beauty of the ocean.

As scuba divers, we see what is under the surface.

What is concealed beneath layers. We strive to uncover it, to see it’s true form. That resonates with the mindset of a woman. To look deeper.

Find out. Discover.

ScubaGirl isn’t just about looking cute in a teeshirt. It’s about making a statement that we know – that we understand the complexities of the sea. And we will do everything we can to protect it.

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Save

Help Our Drinking Water!

BRUSHING TEETH - Turn off the tap.

This can save 6 litres of water per minute.

FLUSHING TOILET - Install a water volume reducer to the cistern.

SHOWERING - Take a shorter shower.

Showering can use anything between 6 and 45 litres per minute.

DRINKING - Keep a jug of water in the

fridge to drink from, any effort to reduce the need to leave the water running.

DISHES & LAUNDRY - Use full loads.

DRIP DRIP DRIP - Fix a dripping tap.

A dripping tap can waste 15 litres of water a day, or 5,500 litres of water a year.

“In the world there is nothing more submissive and weak than water.

Yet for attacking that which is hard and strong nothing can surpass it.”

- Lao Tzu

WATERING - Use a watering can, or

water collected from a water butt, rather than a hose which uses 1,000 litres of water an hour. Watering in the early morning and late afternoon will reduce evaporation and also save water.

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Every Issue we will highlight a Warrior Woman; a message, inspiration or story that we find on Instagram or Facebook.

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Thank you to our Warrior Women, our article contributors.

Without women like you, and your passion for the sea, none of this would be possible.

Jessica Winkler Jaqueleen Cleaver Kim Malama Lucien Kelly Ercolini “OceanKelly” Rachel “Funn Rach”

Shaunna Echo-Hawk Atkinson Morgan Knowles Sarah Specker Saar Harriet Collins “ScubaGirl” Jodi & Ashleigh (Barnacle Babes)

Thank you to our Sponsors and Supporters, to those who shared our

vision for Barnacle Babes and stepped up to help make it a reality. We appreciate you and our entire community thanks you!

Penny Krebs, Assistant Producer & House Mama Nicole McSeveney, Assistant Producer & Incredible Voice Keziah Selles, Minuteman Press Richmond Keith Scott, GroundedSystems.ca, Sponsor, Supporter & “Barnacle Bro” Whiskey Landing Lodge, Sponsorship and Accomodation Daniel Knappett, Drone Footage Scott Mossop, Supporter and “Barnacle Bro” Barnacle Babes Magazine Fall 2016 |

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