Unnamed Island, South Pacific – September 14, 2008
Captain Cocoa rests after an arduous morning. Using the parachute cables she jury-rigged a tow line. Bringing the free ends to dry land, she cleverly tied such to a sturdy tree then used a length of driftwood as a lever to tension the cables and inch the heavy cage from the lagoon. There was no rush, time has become meaningless on her island paradise. So, she spent the morning digging one end of the wood into the sand, pressing the entire weight of her well muscled form against the upper portion to tension the cables that dragged the cage along the bottom. Using such leverage she retied the cables to repeat the process time and again. Each forceful thrust moved the cage some two or three feet, out of the shallow waters, onto the beach and
