The Oregon coast is lined with cozy clapboard getaways, but the tranquil image of surf and sun is undermined by a small brochure in our motel room: “Tsunami Evacuation Map” reads the loud type against a bright yellow background. “If you feel an earthquake … DUCK, COVER AND HOLD,” it warns, like Cold War instructions for a nuclear attack.
The brochure includes a map of “assembly areas” to run for after you get out of your defensive crouch. Run like hell up hill: “A tsunami may be coming in a few minutes.” Have a nice weekend.
It’s a fitting reminder that this coast — beautiful as it is and dotted with tourist villages, parks, and scenic overviews — features a kind of rough trade too: huge storms, earthquakes, tidal waves, giant rocks, and killer waves. They don’t call the stretch on either side of the Columbia River the “graveyard of the Pacific” for nothing.
I recently stayed with a friend in Manzanita, 25 miles north of Tillamook and one block from miles of sandy beach. There are a dozen documented wrecks just off this shoreline, dating from the late 17th century to the early 20th. Those disasters are one reason I’m here.

