Here is a shot of Julius when he was a youngster back in 2002, when I rowed him to Hoover Dam:
And here is a link to Buzz Holmstrom doing the same 75 years ago.
After Jim and I pulled the bottom off on Sunday, we filled all the screw holes, repaired most of the cracks, and trimmed off all the irreparable sections. Today I cleaned up all the patching, resurfaced the ribs and chines, and scarfed together two new planks. We decided to go ahead and rip the original floor boards in two, so now I'll be replacing the original five floorboards with ten narrower ones. More screws, more chinking and caulking, more battens, but I think it's going to work out fine.
Here are the ripped down floorboards. I left the outmost two boards wide and will trim them off after we plank the boat.
Here is Juan a year ago on the lower Colorado with his chuck-box seats out on the beach, one of his floorboard tables set up, and the seat backrests guyed onto the table as wind blocks in the downstream howler. This was day four of the trip and Juan's floor had swollen up and stopped leaking. But the first day was a little frightening. And embarrassing, as our shuttle driver watched us bailing frantically, sinking quickly. "We'll be fine. Really." Over the course of four years Juan had become okay for an expedition, but kinda worthless for day-boating. He'll be all better shortly.