In late July, on our second day on the Isle of Man, we pulled up, unannounced and a bit jet-lagged, to the George Daniels estate on the Isle of Man. Arthur, somewhat bashfully, knocked on the front door, and when the current owner appeared, he said, as casually as one can, “Oh right, I’ve been expecting you – I’ve been following you on HODINKEE Live.” It was at that point that I snapped-to, realized just where we were, and that we were doing something special.