On Sunday, Sept. 15, a friend and I were paddling kayaks north toward Letnikof Cove. We’d been out for a half-hour before we realized the wind, waves and currents were more than we had reckoned on. Gary Graham brought his fishing boat, came alongside and asked if we were okay. We still thought we could manage. Gary said he would keep an eye on us. An hour later, he came by again, by which time we were separated, still struggling with…
