I climbed into my orange plastic Kayak and zoomed off, to the green shallows of Young Cove. Just what is it that makes paddling this waterway such pleasure? Sometimes I think it is the Kayak Music. That is the musical sound of the hull traveling through the water on a quiet day. It is constantly changing and it is always calming to me. As I come to the end of the cove I notice that there is no evidence of the shipwreck which had been rusting and disintegrating...