Capt. Bill Pike reflects on time spent with an old cuss with a particular appetite and the lessons learned from him in-between meals.
Is boating a great equalizer when it comes to keeping your sanity? Capt. Bill sounds off.
After calling technical support and receiving some bad news, Capt. Bill Pike fantasizes about a more helpful Siri.
If that wonderful old outboard motor company hadn’t been part of my childhood, I’m not sure what the heck I’d be doin’ today.
As virtual meetings pile up, Capt. Bill is gripped by an intense desire to send his laptop to Davey Jones’ locker.
When we take on a new staffer, salty adventures (and misadventures) typically follow.
Capt. Bill Pike waxes on how “reading in the rack” with the right magazine can firmly put to bed the day’s worries.
When it comes to the complex, dangerous job of marine salvage, Sylvia Tervoort proves that looks can be deceiving.
The author comes to terms with the “new normal,” which has even changed how the editors sea trial boats.
At the 2020 Miami boat show, the unthinkable happens: Someone steals Capt. Bill Pike's shoes! A whodunnit is set in motion.
Is it possible to be environmentally friendly and manly at the same time? Our manliest captain on staff investigates.
Capt. Bill Pike's brother didn't like boats. That didn't stop him from being a top-notch crew member.
Capt. Bill Pike Practices Social Distancing While Underway.
Why not forget about that joystick occasionally? Even on joystick-equipped craft, it’s wise to keep those old-school boat-handling techniques close at hand.
It’s said that: We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing. Capt. Pike takes those words to heart.
Capt. Bill Pike is tasked with the impossible: bringing a 200-foot supply vessel from Trinidad to Louisiana without refueling.
The walls close in on Capt. Bill as he impatiently awaits his vessel’s return to the brine.
When it comes to giving out boat-buying advice, the answer is clear for Capt. Bill Pike: Don’t. It never ends well.
Capt. Bill Pike concedes that boating is at bottom a risky business: There’s simply no way you can be prepared for everything.
Idle hands are the devil’s playthings for the project-minded Capt. Bill.
A stalwart little fishboat and her trusty outboard are put to the test when the author spots a capsized vessel with its occupants bobbing in hypothermic waters.
A journey down the Homosassa River uncovers a subset of Old Florida, and the hearty, friendly people who call it home.
Capt. Bill Pike channels his inner ornithologist and learns a plastic, fantastic owl is no match for seagulls’ “leavings.”
Capt. Bill Pike recounts a run-in with Lucifer himself in the East River's notorious Hell Gate.