I met Danny in 1982 while I worked as a motorcycle mechanic for another legend who has passed on, my freind George Martin, a great human being, his sole has separated from the body at death but he lives on,if only in our hearts.
Danny brought in an old Harley Davidson with a lot of memories and with it he brought the stories of his life. He talked about his fabulous journeys across the great continents on a motorcycle.
In September of 1959 he Started at the Polor ice cap in Alaska down through the great plains of North America and the hot deserts of Mexico.He journeyed through the jungles of Central America, over the Panama Canal, and across the great Amazon Jungle. Then over the spectacular heights of the Andes, all the way to the southern tip of the Americas finishing his quest in August of 1961.
