Up the River
For me, there has always been one way in which I have wanted to reclaim a part of Portland which has always been only scenery to me, and that is kayaking the Willamette. Portland’s river is, for many of us, something beautiful to stare at on the way across a bridge or something to avoid at all costs lest we birth hermaphroditic children like the fish who dwell within it. Taking the time (five days to be exact) to learn the river at its own eye level provided an entirely different perspective than the one I was used to from driving above it. Looking up at the world from the water is a privilege every Portlander should know, if only once. Thaddeus, Kilii, David, Justin and myself had the astute privilege for 64 miles of upstream paddling, often times all to ourselves.
Pirates of San Juan
Six of us arrived on Shaw Island last Thursday evening after just barely making it on the 6:30 ferry from Anacortes, Washington. We still needed to pick up tide charts and so drove around for about a half hour in search of a store but soon realized that the only store was the one next […]