Around P.E.I. by Kayak

AROUND P.E.I. BY KAYAK

 Cape Egmont...sculpted holes in the soft sandstone

Cape Egmont…sculpted holes in the soft sandstone

by Wendy Killoran

I was blessed with tail winds throughout most of my June kayak circumnavigation of Prince Edward Island. As far as I knew, no woman had ever paddled around it. Epekwitk is the name the original Mi’kmaq inhabitants gave P.E.I., meaning “cradled by the waves.” I’d read an article by Maine long distance paddler Reinhard Zollitsch who talked about strong currents and treacherous points with chaotic water conditions when he made his circumnavigation. But day by day, the shoreline slipped by, steep red sandstone cliffs, endless sandy beaches rimmed by grass covered dunes and recently tilled red soil fields dipping to cliff edges, all with the friendly assistance of tail winds.

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Phillip Edward Island

by Dorothy Van Esbroeck

It was February and I was hoping to pick a few rather calm and sunny July days for a trip. Checking the calendar, I picked the days leading up to the full moon on July 21st. What else besides the phases of the moon do you know in advance when selecting trip dates? I had been to the Phillip Edward Island area many times so it seemed a good choice for this leisurely trip. Gradually e-mails came in from fellow GLSKA members inquiring about the trip.

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Finding Espresso Beach in Sardinia

I landed in a rock-lined cove that mesmerized me
I landed in a rock-lined cove that mesmerized me

Wendy Killoran

Frenetic waves jostled my kayak in a confounded frenzy. The mistral winds tore over the tepid Mediterranean Sea and waves rebounded in a chaotic mess off the granitic cliffs. But the box of waves I found myself in was created by the continuous wakes of yachts, sailboats and jet skis, which plied the enticing Costa Smeralda in northern Sardinia. There was no predictability to the waves rolling beneath my kayak’s hull. I dug in and plodded on.

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