One final road trip tugging the boat along

Nearly every March for more than 20 years my wife, Barb, and I towed a boat cross country to go fishing.

It was always an adventure. We were caught in a snowstorm on Lake Powell, got lost on the Gulf Coast, and were nearly swamped by the wake of a passing ship on the Atlantic Ocean.

We’ve driven through South Dakota blizzards, burned out wheel bearings on the boat trailer in the middle of nowhere, and been sidetracked by flat tires in backwoods Mississippi.

Along the way we caught redfish, bluefish, sea trout and sharks, saw some great places, (Chokoloskee and Appalachicola come immediate...