This old boat floats!
Friday, August 26, 2011 at 09:07PM The following is an excerpt from a write up by John Morris (aka..pumpkin) from the flysouth.net website. John is a guide on the Caney Fork and Elk rivers near Nashville and works out of Fly South fly shop. He's also the latest owner of my old wood drift boat and is responsible for the latest renovations. I hope to get a chance to fish with him soon and if you find yourself down around Nashville give him a call and do some fishing out of the old girl!
Purdy ain’t she!? I think so, and after all my hard work, trials and tribulations she is back where she belongs. In the water (and turning heads I might add). I’ve got a couple of trips under my belt already that I want to tell you about but let me recap a little first. I saved the old girl from a dusty life in an old warehouse in Knoxville several months ago and most assuredly from a fiery death buy some board pyromaniacs. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it back to Nashville that night, boat or no boat. One of those severe spring storms was cranking up just as I started my return trip and the word on the radio (I would never check the Weather Channel radar on my smart phone while driving) was we were heading right for one another. The closer I got to the plateau the harder the rain got and stronger the wind blew. The radio was reporting a tornado within about ten miles from where I was driving. There was a lot of destruction that night but for me the rain just washed off about 5 years of dust.
This boat was born for the Clinch so it’s only fitting that she return. I drove to Knoxville for the cold water meeting at TVA and a couple of TU meetings and spent the next day floating the Clinch with old boat owner #2 Scott Rodgers. We met up with old boat owner #1 and builder of said boat Mike Bone on the ramp to show off her revitalized form and that my not have been a tear I saw welling up in his eye but he was so happy that she is getting back on the water he took a couple of pictures. Mike had clients that day so he couldn’t fish with us but I’m going to get him back in that old boat soon. Now, back to Rodgers, that bastard always catches the big fish. Do you know a guy like that? I mean I always manage to catch my fair share of fish and land a big one every now and then but that guy…sometimes he even calls it. Like a big league hitter pointing to center field, “now’s time to catch a pig” and boing, rod, doubled over. When that ball flies over the center field wall every player in the dugout and on the field may have some envy but they all know, damn that guy can fish.
Reader Comments (1)
True. That Bastard.