This thread reminds me of a boat my family had when I was in HS/college in Fla. Someone gave us a 12'-14' foot wooden jonboat. At some point, most of the middle section rotted out, so my dad did a little surgery and we wound up with a 6' jonboat, lol. Laugh all you want, but that was the handiest little boat I've ever owned.

We kept "The Splinter Box" it in our pond, but it easily fit in the bed of a pickup so somebody took it to the Gulf of Mexico or one of the many rivers in our area at least 2-3 times a week. My brother "towed" the boat by placing it on top of his Fiat convertible, lol.

The funniest story regarding the boat came when my dad was out by himself one night in the Gulf. There was a causeway at Ozello where he would take the boat and either catch shrimp, run crab traps or just mess around. This particular night, he became very sleepy and pulled up on one of the numerous islands to take a short nap. He woke up the next morning and was marooned; the tide had taken the boat back to the causeway, ironically to the same spot where he always launched the boat. His Pepsi, hat and other belongings were there on the bench, just as he had left them. This was before cell phones. We found his van and boat the next morning, then after about an hour we decided to go looking for him. Took us about 30 minutes to rescue him, lol.