At age 14 I traveled with my parents pulling an 18' SOB from northern NY to the Seattle World's Fair and back.
Upon returning I was so enamoured with the idea of going West again, I had a classmate and fellow Boy Scout talked into biking out with me the following summer.
We planned to parallel conjoin 2 bikes to make a "pick-up truck" to haul our gear.
Needless to say, cooler heads (read: parents) prevailed and it never happened.
Sigh...
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