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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Promoting Stewardship: GLSKA’s Georgian Bay Committee

By Doug Cunningham
Founder and First Chairman of the Georgian Bay Committee

I remember the day well. It was the occasion of the GLSKA Annual Meeting in November 1993 and the final agenda item, Other Business, was tabled. I spoke up, expressing my concern for the fragility of the Bay Islands and the need to preserve their quality for the enjoyment of future generations.

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Toonoonok Dreamin’

PADDLING WITH THE GHOSTS OF NORTHERN EXPLORATION

 Ghosts of Northern Exploration

Ghosts of Northern Exploration

by Erik Antons

When you enter Nunavut, be prepared for an adventure beyond compare, in one the most scenic, historic and remote parts of the world. The Arctic Circle, at roughly 66 degrees N latitude, marks the northernmost point at which the sun can be seen at the winter solstice and the southernmost point of the northern polar regions at which the midnight sun is still visible in summer.

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Slate Islands Sojourn

Caribou in the Slates
Caribou in the Slates

Donna Griffin-Smith

Monday, August 2, 6 a.m.: Our group of eight kayakers stood on the beach staring into a dense pea soup fog. Contrary to its reputation, Lake Superior was flat calm. Not a whisper of wind and no waves. Somewhere before us, were the Slate Islands. We knew they were out there somewhere, but where?

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