Last September, I was paddling on Sandusky Bay when I came upon a dragonfly
trapped on the water. I lifted it up with my paddle blade and placed it on my
foredeck. It rested there for about 2 hours, drying out and regaining its strength.
When it finally took off, it circled me twice, as if to say thanks before it flew away.
I named this latest boat in memory of that perfect day of late summer paddling.
