Plotting informal gatherings of sail, human,
electric and low powered small boats, and those who love them, particularly
within an area convenient for residents of Oregon's upper (southern) Willamette Valley.
“Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolute
nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.
Simply messing... about in boats – or with boats. In or out of 'em, it
doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of it.
Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive at your
destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never
get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do anything in
particular; and when you've done it there's always something else to
do, and you can do it if you like, but you'd much better not.” (Ratty)