Teresa began early, venturing into the water as soon as she could walk. Her father had ideas of raising her as a racer, but the smell of the grease and roar of the engine kept pushing Teresa back to the water. Her formative years were spent in apparant open denial of the law of growing webbed feet if in the water too long. She went so far as to test the limits of gill development by spending more time at the bottom of the pool than the top.
	As she reached her restless teen years, she would venture into to wilds to witness the marvel of the water. But even into adulthood, Teresa yearned for a way to get ONTO the water.
	While sitting in the pool satisfied her father, and while it was no doubt the root of Teresa's love for the water, she yearned for the life afloat. Teresa would satisly her lust for the water by any vessel possible.
	Teresa would load THE RAFT atop the car and set off through Lassen Park. The wonder was endless aboard the proud vessel in the crystal clear waters of Juniper and Butte Lakes.
	In 1983, Teresa became co-captain of Treefort, aboard which she began to cruise the South Bay. It was on Treefort that Teresa began perfecting The Yellow Gloves(tm) as the prefect boating accessory. While anchored in the South Bay sloughs, Treefort was never without tablecloth and candles as we sat around the table with friends (there wasn't enough headroom on Treefort to stand) enjoying a bountiful feast. The rest is her story.

Get Back Aboard Kia Orana.