Cast to the Right side of the boat.

The champagne of beers, motorcycle ride with a prairie wind pushing your ass, corn spores in the air, which can be tasted on my mustache, and the motorcycle, tuned so fine by Harry the master of Zen and the Honda motorcycle. And the kids are searching for night crawlers after a night of soaking the lawn with a hose. And the long haired uncle who doesn't say much but can fish like Nathanael of Cana at the Sea of Tiberias.