The build

bass boat bow

For years, I looked and looked and kept up with boats for sale of that lineage. Most were in bad shape, full of leaves and the gelcoat weathered past my ability to bring them back until one day this past winter when I ran across this one and believe it or not, it was only a couple hours from me. I made a call or two, jumped in the Suburban and headed down to take a look at it. It was colder than a well digger’s hind-end but seeing it covered next to a metal building in the country brought a smile that cannot be explained. It was a special find owned by a great guy and his dad and hearing his memories of the times they spent together in it, I knew I had to have it. He wanted a little more than I wanted to spend but we agreed to a price and I pulled it home.

Like a kid in a candy store, the minute I got it home I had to go through it. Every carpeted aluminum lid was opened, every switch was tested and all the wiring and pumps were gone through. Everything worked and the seats still looked like new too, which is a rarity in the boat of its age. I quickly repaired one small tear and the real work began.