More about Dale Rollins & Family : Rivers run through us!
Dale was an Electricians Mate aboard the aircraft carrier U.S.S. Oriskany CVA-34, oldest WWII carrier during the Vietnam era. He served two tours of duty during the Vietnam campaign. It was then that he got homesick. He heard some positive music by the Moody Blues. Songwriter Justin Haywards songs encouraged him to buy his first accoustic guitar and started writing songs about what he knows about; real people and places in Oregon. A movie producer liked his material. As a result, Dale produced his first album in the early 1980's. Rugged life aboard ship, especially during combat, gave Dale a real sense of what early mariners experienced. Be sure to check out his title song, "China Clipper". The rest is history.
Dale is a volunteer at the Oregon Veterans Home; a place where honor lives!
Papa Rafe was a retired game warden. He loved fishing and hunting. But, truth is he never really retired; he just kept doing what he loved most--as a river guide. And, every Summer our family had the opportunity to drift wild and scenic rivers with him. So, for our family anyway, rivers have been a major part of our lives ever since--Riverwalker
Brother Skip guided kayak groups every Summer to help pay for college. He became an inspiration and amazing leader on the river, long before he would become a college professor in the classroom; and later in business. He passed away suddenly to bone cancer. But, Skip's legacy is like bedrock in the heart of our family; and our business. So, for all of us who live in River Village; real life is just like a river--Riverwalker
They had survived the gut-wrenching rapids of Blossum Bar Canyon filled with boulders the size of houses; an extremely dangerous place for anyone but a seasoned river guide. But now, it was time to relax. Life is like that. Closer to the mouth of the Rogue, it widens and slows to a southern-like crawl where time stops. Papa pulled out his fishing gear and rigged for deep water; and a fish of another kind. The silence of the deep canyon slowed to a whisper. Then, sudden something hit hard; powerful like a freight train. "Fish On!" echoed for miles around as something dragged the fisher, the McKenzy driftboat, and its passengers headlong in one direction--towards the ocean. Life is Like a River--Riverwalker
One of Papa's grandsons acquired a love for boating, too--big boats!
Tole Mour is one of the largest tall ships on the West Coast. The Fighting Irish is a beautiful powered yacht!
All rivers start with a drop of rain, flow down mountains to beaver ponds, lakes, streams, estuaries, and bays. At flood stage water can rage and rip everything in its path. At placid levels salmon fight upstream to spawn and die. And yes, ultimately they all flow back into the worlds biggest lake, the ocean. Some of us don't need to understand why; we just do it. Fish On!--Riverwalker