My dad was an avid fisherman and always had a motorboat of some kind. I remember that he had a Larson at one time, too. No fish photos that I'm aware of. My first husband was a sailor; he loved sailboats and would crew with friends when he got a chance. We owned a couple of daysailers over the years.
I think you are right about gator, I've never done ice fishing and such. Do you have any photos of the boats you make?
Sturgeon fish weighing 800lb.s and about 100 years old caught in river. The first trist trooling motor I remember was a British Segal, very good motors back in the 60s,don't know about now ever hear of one of those? The last one is what we have now on the jon boat but I'd have to look to see what it is.
Sturgeon fish weighing 800lb.s and about 100 years old caught in river. That swim to shore was a good idea, till it wasn't, lol. We have swam with these gators, snakes and turtles for 25 years now but those days too are over. I got tangled up in the swamp weed and almost drown at Rum Island.
Nice canoe, I took photos sometimes and cleaned and cooked some to eat, that I didn't release back. Was raised as a child by my father and the right way was if you kill it, you eat it. Photos were just for memories, not really for proof. One time my son and I went fishing and on the way back we seen a canoe on the side close to the bank of the river almost completely underwater, so we went over and pulled it out and brought it ashore; only for some folks to come up and say, thanks for getting it out for us, it's our rental canoes that sometimes get away and sink.
Once Marie and I were in our 1964 Larson, and had been to a restaurant on St. Johns, and had a few glasses of wine. We were pulling up to the dock and I was driving so Marie jumps up and said I got it and jumps on the dock off the boat to tie and back only to lose her footing and go under right on top of a gator and that water was really churning after that. I jumped in and pulled her out and she was freezing cold because it was winter. I put her in the truck with the heater on, while I loaded the boat up. She was completely sober after that dip.
Wow, reminds me of Moby Dick. I miss the sea,but a jon boat is not a good boat for open waters. I like diving in and seeing what was in there, of course not anymore.
Not sure if they even make Parsons anymore, but I liked the top open cabin lower decks will burn you up in the summer.
I've seen some people do that with a canoe, and the fish takes off with them, until the fish or shark or whatever is on the line, finally tires out. Seen a couple of movies over the years about that too. You don't have any photos? If not that's fine too, where you're at, there are some "large creatures", in those waters.
I have not fished for many years now; but starting when I was just a toddler, I went fishing with my family on the weekends. I still remember my mom tying a clothesline rope around my waist in case I fell into the water, so she could pull me back out. Usually, the rope was tied to a nearby tree and left me just enough room to go into the very edge of the lake and play. We would drive up into the high mountain lakes of northern Idaho and camp out for the weekend and catch and eat the fresh trout that lived in those mountain lakes. My memories of pancakes and trout cooked over the campfire are definitely my all-time favorite breakfast. Taking pictures of fish, or even of fishing trips , was not something that my mom did; so I only found one picture of my Grandpa Bailey holding a fish that he caught in all of the family photos. Driving up to the lakes was on a narrow and winding forest service road, and sometimes we were deep in the forest and others we were hanging on the edge of a deep valley, straight up on one side , and straight down on the other, and no room to pass should another car come along going the opposite direction. When my kids were growing up, we took them to those same lakes to fish, and then my oldest son grew up and takes my grandsons to the lakes, camping and fishing. My mom and dad would be happy if they could see this ! Here is a picture taken from high in the mountains above Roman Nose Lake (the mountain looks like a nose from the side). If you look at the far back of the picture, you can see the dirt road that meanders through the mountains to the lake, and my son and grandsons had hiked the ridge up above the lake when this picture was taken.
I was always a big fan of outboard flotation, either built that way or jury-rigged.to provide both stability and flotation should water decide it wanted to be in your canoe also.