![]() ![]() Someone shot a lot of holes through it with a high powered airgun or a shotgun and my mother gave it away, probably to the jerk that shot it up. It died an ignoble death in my mother's back yard in 1992. ![]() ![]() I think my brother ran it down the Deschutes. The Grumman was transportation and sometimes even shelter. We would put in on Basswood lake and spend three weeks in the woods of northern Minnesota and southern Ontario. Several years later I rated the bow seat and eventually my brother and I had our own canoe. My first trip was at age eight where I went as a passenger. We also put it on the roof of our 1964 Ford station wagon along side an identical twin borrowed from friends and took it to the Boundary Waters in southern Ontario. My parents bought it in the early 60's and used it extensively for trips on many rivers in southern Missouri and northern Arkansas ( Jack's Fork, Current, North Fork of the White, Buffalo, Gasconade, Courtois, even the Mulberry. ![]()
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