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AN OREGONIAN GOES OUT IN THE COLD TO FISH TIDAL POOLS AND SEE LIONS
Michael Baughman
December 15, 1980
For years now, influential Oregonians, hoping to preserve the beauty and environment of their state, have been trying hard to discourage Californians from migrating north. We'll take you for a while if we really have to, the feeling seems to be, and we'll certainly take your money while you're with us—but please, don't move here. This opposition to Californians—actually to migrants from anywhere—is organized, too. Souvenir shops sell "un-greeting cards" that picture a downcast man in a pouring rain over the caption OREGONIANS DON'T AGE, THEY RUST. My wife plays tennis in a well-preserved T shirt from the days of Governor Tom McCall (1967-1974), who some claim started all of this. Pictured on the front of the shirt is the inevitable man in a downpour, under which is lettered, "Tom Lawson McCall, Governor, on behalf of the citizens of Oregon, cordially invites you to..." And on the shirt's back the message is completed: "visit Washington or California or Idaho or Nevada or Afghanistan."
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December 15, 1980

An Oregonian Goes Out In The Cold To Fish Tidal Pools And See Lions

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For years now, influential Oregonians, hoping to preserve the beauty and environment of their state, have been trying hard to discourage Californians from migrating north. We'll take you for a while if we really have to, the feeling seems to be, and we'll certainly take your money while you're with us—but please, don't move here. This opposition to Californians—actually to migrants from anywhere—is organized, too. Souvenir shops sell "un-greeting cards" that picture a downcast man in a pouring rain over the caption OREGONIANS DON'T AGE, THEY RUST. My wife plays tennis in a well-preserved T shirt from the days of Governor Tom McCall (1967-1974), who some claim started all of this. Pictured on the front of the shirt is the inevitable man in a downpour, under which is lettered, "Tom Lawson McCall, Governor, on behalf of the citizens of Oregon, cordially invites you to..." And on the shirt's back the message is completed: "visit Washington or California or Idaho or Nevada or Afghanistan."

Unfortunately for Oregonians, the state's population continues to increase despite the emphasis its would-be saviors put on its rotten weather. And our weather can indeed be rotten, especially along the narrow strip of land between the mountains and the sea. Storms sweep down from Alaska, bounce against the Coast Range and drench us.

So, though the Oregon coast is very beautiful, with its lush forests, steep cliffs and clean beaches, it's also awfully wet; and when it isn't wet, it's usually windy or foggy.

I thought of all of this before my last five-hour drive to the coast for some tide-pool fishing. Whenever an Oregonian plans a trip to the coast, for any reason, he thinks long and hard about the weather. How bad will it be?

This time I was in for a mild surprise. When I checked into a motel at Florence, the lady behind the desk looked me over carefully.

"You gonna fish?" she asked me.

Apparently she had seen the rod cases in the car. "Tomorrow morning," I said.

"Salmon? Steelhead?"

"Tide pools."

"Tide pools? It's gonna be cold."

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