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JeannaJigs
About a month ago I dove head first into much larger and more intense project than I ever could have thought it would be. I decided it was time to restore the ugly white and blue beast before fall got here because I knew once that happened there would be no time to work on it. It needed some fiberglass work before paint which took longer than I thought.
I did discover the true heritage of my boat through all of this when I was sanding (seems like its been non stop sanding, sanding, sanding) I found that this boat had a hidden (under layers of crusty old paint) HIN, further research revealed that I have a '76 Eastside. A far cry from "a boat my father built in '95 in his garage", which is the story I got when I bought it three years ago.
Now it makes sense why so many people ask me if it's an eastside, it is.
I'm not done, but almost and thought I'd share some of progress I've made.
The day it came to live with me
The white oak wasn't looking so white
the floor was hideous and worn down
The bottom, well, thank god it was the bottom. Before I got it apparently there was a time this boat sang "I believe I can fly" while flying off the trailer, that's the big patch. I was at fault for the small one with a cooler full of ice and beer on the roughest road ever. She didn't leak again after my patch though.
Some rough spots along the chines needed tlc
And these places were completely screwed, As was my attempt at fixing them. Not to fear I got it cleaned up and lookin good again after this pic
After lots of this
I did lots of this
Then I took this
And it came out like this
Oh and the boat so far:
But I changed the benches
I have two more coats of the light green to apply, and my modified bench to install, ropes to string on the rowers seat, and then just all my crap to reinstall: cup holders, rod holders, oar locks and most importantly my beloved soap dispenser.
I never want to work on another boat again. I'm not a do it yourselfer and almost lit this thing on fire no less than 20 times.
Its very close to being done and I can almost breathe a sigh of relief.
Its almost time to get it bloody again. <3
I did discover the true heritage of my boat through all of this when I was sanding (seems like its been non stop sanding, sanding, sanding) I found that this boat had a hidden (under layers of crusty old paint) HIN, further research revealed that I have a '76 Eastside. A far cry from "a boat my father built in '95 in his garage", which is the story I got when I bought it three years ago.
Now it makes sense why so many people ask me if it's an eastside, it is.
I'm not done, but almost and thought I'd share some of progress I've made.
The day it came to live with me
The white oak wasn't looking so white
the floor was hideous and worn down
The bottom, well, thank god it was the bottom. Before I got it apparently there was a time this boat sang "I believe I can fly" while flying off the trailer, that's the big patch. I was at fault for the small one with a cooler full of ice and beer on the roughest road ever. She didn't leak again after my patch though.
Some rough spots along the chines needed tlc
And these places were completely screwed, As was my attempt at fixing them. Not to fear I got it cleaned up and lookin good again after this pic
After lots of this
I did lots of this
Then I took this
And it came out like this
Oh and the boat so far:
But I changed the benches
I have two more coats of the light green to apply, and my modified bench to install, ropes to string on the rowers seat, and then just all my crap to reinstall: cup holders, rod holders, oar locks and most importantly my beloved soap dispenser.
I never want to work on another boat again. I'm not a do it yourselfer and almost lit this thing on fire no less than 20 times.
Its very close to being done and I can almost breathe a sigh of relief.
Its almost time to get it bloody again. <3
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