Some friends and I just headed up to the Muskoka region of Ontario, where an old college mate (Jerod) recently had a second-hand motorboat from a retiring Quebecois couple. He'd promised a few us a great weekend on the water, on the agreement that we help get this secondhand motorboat seaworthy.
This was, however, a bit of challenging. Most of the paint on the hull was rusting, the engine was in dire need of a tune-up, and the pontoon seats were flaky and frayed. It wasn't really the weekend of pleasure we'd been looking to, but it was a fun (or at a minimum interesting) one nevertheless.
It began with a half-dozen stops at nearby hardware, boating and home decoration shops, haphazardly picking up the components we required to get the "Rose of Conakry" (as Jerod had named her) shipshape once more. To my wonder, the pontoon boat seats proved to be the toughest to spruce up.
While the majority of the mechanical problems could be fixed with either a bit of oil or a reluctantly-purchased replacement part, the pontoon seats were strongly fused into the boat itself, rendering it difficult to replace with removing a considerable part of the furnishings.
Our initial attempts to fix them together with transparent tape and adhesive yielded unsuccessful - we made the pontoon boat seat similar of Frankenstein's monster. Conversely, we ended up just ripping out most of the fabric, and replacing it with some off-white material we'd chemically treated for water damage.
Regrettably, the "Rose of Conakry" will never possess the fresh-off-the-line appeal it must have had years ago, but I almost prefer it this way, it appears robust, lived in. Around Sunday afternoon we ultimately managed to take the "Rose" out onto the lake, where we spent a couple of hours of kicking back beers and watching for the fish.