There’s a time in the late fall when it hasn’t rained for a while and the Columbia River gets low. Really low. Most boaters have called it a season, but there are still some fine days left if you watch for the right weather window. Continue reading “A Little Luck”→
Fifteen sailboats, one motor yacht, one trawler. Those were the only boats I saw on the Columbia, today, the day after Thanksgiving. Force 3 wind. One dumb guy (me) with just oars. No lines. No shopping. Fantastic.
I first met Harvey before I met him. That is, I knew his name through boat circles. I knew about his museum, because my kids had gone there on a school field trip. And curiously, I almost bought a home two houses down from Harvey’s. Continue reading “Meeting Harvey”→
Lauren Eisley once wrote, “If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.” At one point in my life, I would have whispered “salt” in Eisley’s ear before he wrote that last word… Read the rest across the jump at Three Sheets NW.
It would be keen if more people were asking me what’s happening with the Portland Sail & Oar League, because when we get together, we have a darn good time. More members means more fun. PSOL has no official leadership structure, no dues, and if we have rules, they are as follows: