Even after two decades in Oregon, I still wonder whether locals are holding out on me. Mostly, I get that feeling when I see them living it up on a boat.
So when my colleague Andre Meunier asked if I wanted to take a ride on his ski boat for a mini tour of Columbia River restaurants, the only correct answer was, “Name the date!”
And that’s how I found myself knee deep in murky water at a Southwest Washington boat launch, trying to remember which way to turn the winch to free a motor boat from its trailer without losing a finger. No one said anything about deckhand duty…