The morning is filled with the usual departure schedule; hauling, hauling and more hauling. With the groceries stowed, the boat washed down, the engine checked, and the water tank filled, I cast off my lines and my friends Shatoosh, Pashmina and I head upriver for a change. Not long after departure it begins to sprinkle. We stop at Rocky Pointe Marina to fuel up. I can’t wait to see if my eagle family has returned again this year. In between the rain drops, I can spot the nest high in the cottonwood trees on the Sauvie island side of the slough. I had spotted the male bald eagle downriver sitting in a tree. The eagle I saw on the nest was an immature mother flapping her wings. Immature eagles do not have the white head and tail feathers and don’t get their mature plumage until 4-5 years.
Across the river and a little upriver is the great blue heron rookery and several nests with herons on them could be seen. It was difficult to see much more than that with the rain falling. I see some clearing out east of Portland, but since I have not eaten lunch, it is raining I decide to pull into Hadley’s
More about Sauvie island: Back in Lewis and Clark days it was called Wapatto Island for all the potato like roots that grew here. Sauvie island is the largest island in the US that sits in fresh water. It is about a 50 mile circumnavigation. By the time I get Shatoosh back to Scappoose we will have completed another circumnavigation of the island. It is a large farming island and home to a huge wildlife refuge. In the winter there are a half a million birds and over 40 different species.