Backyard Adventures
Jul 17, 2018
3 minutes
Daniel Harding Jr.
Rain pelted the windshield; the air was heavy and damp. It was a lousy day for cruising, but you wouldn’t know it by looking at the man beside me at the helm. Humming one of his legendary happy tunes, his shoeless, woolsocked feet were kicked up on each side of the wheel.
I couldn’t help but recall the last time Capt. Bill Pike and I had spent long hours sitting side
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