Kali Kirkendall walks to the stove in her underwear, spins the knob on, and brings a blue flame to life beneath the kettle. The sailboat sways with the rhythm of the ocean as she hangs onto the counter and props the Aero Coffee Press between various heavy items stacked together in the sink so it doesn’t tip over. Steaming hot mug of coffee in hand, she makes her way up the starboard side stern rail and sits down. It’s been one of the most important years of her life. And the most undocumented.