Painted “Fighting Lady Yellow,” O’dege had a sun-goddess spinnaker, a bad-ass woman captain, and almost always an all-female crew.
O’dege was painted “Fighting Lady Yellow,” a color chosen for the name, and the fact that one could pee off the stern—something at which the captain was impressively adept—and not interfere with the paint job.
I learned to race on her, steer her, trim her sails, clean her bottom, and pee off her stern. I made fast friends, laughed until my sides hurt, bruised muscles I didn’t know I had, tested my limits, and found the confidence to embark on an epic adventure. All on a 33-foot boat that was not some rich person’s toy, but a real woman’s home.
I jumped at any chance to sail on O’dege because the captain wasn’t a control freak, so you got to do stuff—that is to say I, the inexperienced one, got to do stuff.