Uqualla from the Habasuppai tribe in the Grand Canyon in Arizona, speaks to those gathered across the river from Turtle Island prior to the silent prayer on Saturday, November 26, 2016, as part of a global meditation with people participating in more than 400 locations.
November 26, 2016 – Tara Tippett, 39, offers tobacco to the Cannonball River for “for their healing and ours because they’re intertwined.”
While many Americans prepared their Thanksgiving dinner, on Thursday, November 24, 2016, water protectors from all over the country and world marched to Cannonball River, where they held prayer, built a bridge, and crossed the river to Turtle Island.
Water protectors sang at the base of sacred burial site Turtle Island, while armed police stood atop it. Prayer was held in peace.
Greg Sealion Cotten, 42, prays on the edge of Cannonball River on November 24, 2016.
Phanie, 26, stands in prayer with sage facing Turtle Island from across Cannonball River on November 24, 2016.
Water protector brings wood for bridge to Turtle Island on November 24, 2016.
Water protectors build bridge to cross Cannonball River to Turtle Island on November 24, 2016.
Water protector holds sign saying “Water is Life,” facing Turtle Island, on November 24, 2016.
Happy Veterans day!! It has been one epic week for the Department of Defense here in Jacksonville, Fla. The Sea and Sky Spectacular took flight last Thursday for the weekend. Midshipmen came to town Saturday from the Naval Academy to beat Notre Dame’s Fightin’ Irish, and beat them they did, 28-27, at the new and improved stadium downtown.
The following photographs are from Sunday’s show over Jacksonville Beach, beginning with the Patriots jump team of Navy SEALS, two holding the flag between them during the national anthem, and ending with the incredibly exact Blue Angels.
The second Tuesday of the month arrived November 8, and Donald Trump won the electoral votes for Florida, and the country, making him the President-elect. He gave a serious heart-felt speech following Hillary Clinton’s call to congratulate him(though she refused to give a concession speech that night despite her many supporters awaiting her all evening) Trump promised to do right for veterans, and his 100-day plan includes increasing support for our military, which, as there are three Naval bases in Jacksonville, Fla., folks around here are glad to hear.
I took the train and three buses down from Washington State to Bodega Bay, CA. I left my seasonal home and job at Stevens Pass Mountain Resort for one a few thousand feet lower, with water a bit less frozen, quarters a little closer and skies a little less gray.
I met the crew of the Hawaiian Chieftain, one of the two tall ships who sail up and down the West Coast year-round, owned by the Grays Harbor Seaport Authority, a non-profit educational organization based out of Aberdeen, WA, and they welcomed me aboard with open arms.
I dove into learning appropriate knots, how to cast off and coil lines, tie and untie gaskets underway, climb aloft, keep watch, man the helm, check the boat and chart our course in transit.
At each port, we take the inquiring public out on battle sails where we fire black powder at our nemesis ship, the Lady Washington (if you’ve been on one of our sails you may have heard – the Lazy Washingtub), we sail more chill evening sails – sails without black powder, but our primary focus, which the other sails help support, is our educational sails.
During the education sails each deckhand or officer aboard is not only a sailor but an educator, helping teach students how to set sail, how to tie knots, as well as each of three classes – the daily life of a sailor, navigation, and the beginnings of trade in the Pacific Northwest.
As much as I love firing our deck guns and making transit out in the ocean with the whales and bioluminesent plankton, or climbing aloft to cast gaskets while underway, I’d have to say seeing the bright-lit eyes on kids’ faces when they set the sails of an 18th century-based tall ship is the best.
We spent a night in Denver, CO, where we left Jen with some friends, and then rolled northwest to cut around the mountains and make our way into Utah. After a week in the Uinta National Forest, near Hebor City, UT, we headed to Vegas.
We stayed at the Circus Circus, the same hotel Hunter S. Thompson stayed in “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”. Our experience was a bit different.
I met some friends at Free Dead Friday at the One Stop in Asheville, and we decided to head to the Spring Grassroots Festival back in Shakori Hills. We went and had a groovy time and headed back to Asheville.
A bunch of us met up and spent a night camping on the Appalachian Trail along the mighty French Broad in Hot Springs, NC, and then went up to Barnardsville for some camping and cyanite mining in Big Ivy. We tanned some deer hides, and then Dylan and I headed up to Kentucky.