Like many women her age, sixty-year-old Cari Lindley has overcome many obstacles to achieve success in what was once entirely a man's world...and that was just on dry land. Now, even though the Western-world tides have shifted to encompass women's capabilities, Cari finds herself again in a battle of the sexes-this time on the turbulent sea with men unaccustomed to a Western presence.
After traveling Europe, Cari boards a freighter ship in Spain for a one-month, relaxing commute across the Atlantic Ocean. Just moments before MarkShip Mexico sets sail, she learns that she's the sole passenger-and only woman-on board. The men of MarkShip Mexico, shocked and incensed by an American woman's presence, blatantly display their displeasure.
Amid hints of mutiny, ship's intrigue, and clashing personalities, Cari, officers, and crew become friendly, except for MarkShip Mexico's captain, a runty, vile misogynist with a severe drinking problem, a pervasive God complex, and a dangerous disregard for his hapless crew. His contempt for Cari is nearly as strong as his greed and depravity-and although there is little she can do about his hatred, the crew hopes she can help them do something about his avarice and endangerment to them and the ship.
About the Author: Gerri Simons Rasor, a veteran world traveler, has explored most continents by both land and sea. She loves riding on big boats that carry her to exotic destinations around the globe and has been a passenger on many cruise ships plus two freighters, one of them an around-the-world adventure. Treacherous Seas is the fictionalized story of her other freighter trip, a remarkable voyage across the Mediterranean and Atlantic.
A loner and party animal, learner and teacher, clotheshorse and wannabe nudist, she spends winters by the sea in Mexico and summers in the back desert of Nevada. She relishes answering questions about freighter travel: You traveled alone on freighters? What's it like? Weren't you scared? Are you nuts?
Gerri lives full time with one grouchy old computer and each summer hosts twenty-some rambunctious "grandkids" (a.k.a., newly-hatched, wobbly California quail).
