Showing posts with label willamette river. Show all posts
Showing posts with label willamette river. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2016

Riding the surge


1996 is a year most people from the PNW are familiar with, its the last mega flood we have seen in the area.  That year the Willamette River peaked on February 9th, which coincided with my dads birthday.  He and a friend decided to get out and paddle that day.  Below is his story.

My friend John Godino and I decided to kayak through downtown Portland to celebrate my 32nd b-day the day the Willamette crested.  The water was up to the bottom deck of the Steel Bridge and tons of debris were trapped and pushing up against it.  They had the middle section raised, so our big concern was making sure we were in the middle of the river by the time we got there.  The water was up to the seawall in downtown and I was planning on paddling over to it and high-fiving the spectators there!  We put-in at the park just downstream from the Sellwood Bridge after checking with the Harbor Master (works for the Fire Department) to make sure the river was still open to navigation, and he said that it was.  He was a little puzzled as to why I was asking, and I didn't elaborate. 

       
     There were a lot of naysayers trying to talk us out of doing it as we geared up.  They were convinced we would get wiped-out by the large debris rocketing downstream:  huge trees, docks, parts of houseboats, etc.  Our theory was that we would be travelling at the same speed as the debris, so the flotsam wasn't likely to sneak up on us.    Our thoughts about being "just another piece of debris" turned out to be mostly correct, although the weird currents would occasionally surprise us and something large would suddenly come out of nowhere and rush towards us.  The river seemed pretty friendly overall and you could only sense motion when you looked towards the shore and saw it zipping by at 15 miles an hour. 

 Across the river was a tug-boat that had been working full-time for days pushing upstream to keep a group of houseboats from breaking loose from their moorings.  I'm sure that was not cheap, but they won the battle and their moorage ultimately survived.  We were feeling very confident after about 5 minutes on the water and were looking forward to our pass through the center of town, when we saw a Multnomah County Sheriff's river patrol boat making a beeline for us.  They were visibly angry and started yelling at us as soon as they were within earshot.  They said the river was closed and to get on board immediately.  As they pulled us and our boats onto the deck, I was starting to worry we were going to get a ticket or worse, so I quickly played the "Fireman Card."  I told them I was a Portland firefighter and had checked with our Harbor Master earlier to make sure the river was open to navigation.  They said the decision to close it must have come after that conversation, so things cooled down quite a bit at that point.  They did contend that we were crazy, but the earlier animosity died down and they offered to drop us at Oaks Amusement Park, less than a mile from where we started. 

 As a "Plan B" it wasn't bad as we paddled around the flooded rides, even dragging our boats to the top of the giant slide and riding it down into the water - very fun!!  The roller rink was flooded about halfway up the doors, so we peered in and saw the wooden floor floating above the water.  It is designed with flotation and during floods, they run a chain-saw around the edges and it bobs on top of the water, saving the floor from ruin.  Pretty clever!  After awhile, a crew of Oaks Park employees came by in an outboard and pretty tersely told us to leave, so we worked our way to dry land and made the short walk back to our truck.  I'm still a little disappointed that I didn't get to paddle through downtown, but it was memorable regardless.  Hopefully I will live to see another one just like it - or bigger - and can triumphantly complete the run we started 20 years ago. 


A shot from inside Oaks Park that day.


Below is an Oregon live article with a couple videos. The first video is around Portland, and the second one is in the Willamette Valley, locals will probably will recognize some of the locations.


Remembering Oregon's epic 1996 flood: 20 years ago (photos)  






Thursday, September 30, 2010

Oswego Creek


all photos: Matt King


About 5 years ago I was attending an event with my family in Portland. I was still an Ik'er but the bridge we drove over was intriguing even then. I guess it was a precursor of things to come, but I just HAD to find out what was in that creek. I didn't have the map skills at the time to figure out what creek it was, so I just took a mental image and stayed up that night imagining what was flowing along under that bridge.
Then earlier this summer I am driving through Portland and drive over and recognized that bridge.  I pulled over hopped out to take a look.  My hopes were low, but it looked like there was some bedrock down there, not what I was expecting.  Anyway, I drove around some more and saw some wood, but the first drop looked worth the effort to me, so I did some research and found out my mystery creek was Oswego creek. I tried to find when they did releases, but this project fell on the wayside as more promising creeks emerged.

This last weekend, driving back from Bend I returned to the Willamette Valley with a message from Matt King.  He was standing next to a creek flowing through downtown Portland and it was running, he said it had a 20' tall, 30' long slide and said we should run it!

I called back and he informed me he came across the creek after riding his bike to pick up a ladder, how some things happen.
The drive home from Bend was brutal and I almost fell asleep a few times, I even think I had a dream or two.   However, the thought of getting to finally run this creek kept me going and motivated to make it to Portland that night where Nate, Matt and I awaited the mornings events. I was up as soon as I heard footsteps in the hall.
We skipped breakfast and loaded up. We were in high spirits and showed up at the put in bridge to see... other kayakers!  Word had gotten out that Lake Oswego was being drained for maintenance to the dam.

After we were informed of the protocol for the day (don't be on river right due to landowner issues), we went to the put in and did some scouting before dropping what was a pretty fun slide right there in downtown Portland.

Nate and I, round two.

Matt and Nate dropped down Blue angel style, Matt's paddle got caught in some rocks and he almost went over, but kept it upright and retrieved his paddle. We then all hiked up for round two as the LOPD showed up with an unhappy landlady.


"I am, not a crook"



We foresaw an obnoxious argument with landowners who were uninformed about Oregon's navigability laws about to take place.  This was a possibility Matt, Nate and I had anticipated and didn't much want to be a part of.   We paddled off downstream and into the Willamette, across the river, then hiked up a road through Matt's neighborhood to his house.  The other group stuck around to talk to the bystanders, but the police officer was informed, and after some discussion allowed the other group to continue paddling for awhile.




Downstream on Oswego Creek

Upon arrival Matt's girlfriend Caitlin had a big breakfast made up for us, ending a unique morning in quality fashion.  Matt and Nate had more in mind so headed off for the Truss, and I drove back down to school.

Put in:  outlet for Lake Oswego    45.4101, -122.6675
Take out:  George Roger's Park.   45.4105, -122.6608
Total length:   1/2 mile.



This creek only runs once every three years when the lake is lowered for residence to fix boat docks and more rarely for the city to clean sewage pipes beneath the lake surface. 



All smiles after Oswego Creek dawn patrol.

All photos: Matt King


-Jacob