Not Sailing
It was the first Friday of June, and “Boater Skip Day” had drawn thousands of open-boat partygoers to a sandbar in North Florida on the St. Johns River. They anchored. They rafted vessels together. All day long, they pounded down cans of Michelob Ultra and gawd-awful booze spritzers so favored by Millennials.
So, by late-afternoon—Yeti coolers depleted—a certain percentage of happy skippers drunk-drove their center-consoles and pontoon boats back to base. As always for big events, the river cops were out in force to deter bad behavior, but this year was different.
Read more, thanks to the Loose Cannon.
