by Wendy Killoran
Awakening before the sun at 3:55 a.m., I bleary-eyed prepared myself in darkness to start a paddling adventure, an attempt to cross Lake Erie, via Point Pelee, Pelee Island, Middle Island, Kelleys Island (Ohio) and on to Cedar Point and Sandusky, Ohio. I drove quiet roads, normally brimming with traffic, to Komoka to pick up Jim Gear, who would join me on this attempted Great Lakes crossing. In the calmness of this clear night sky, I watched a falling star, wishing for a successful paddle across the eleventh largest lake (measured by surface area) in the world.