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I brought one of my favorite decked boats into the shop for some maintenance, a 1971 Old Town Sockeye, aka the Sea Wimp. I love that 50 year old boat, but it needed some touch up painting and other work.
P7110051 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
16’5” long x 31 ½” max wide, 15+ inches deep and it carries that depth to both stems, with a 81” x 20 ½” cockpit. Someone once called it “The Winnebago of decked boats”. I took that as a compliment; the Sockeye can haul a massive load of glamper stuff.
Old Town’s 1971 catalog prose offers:
“Two man kayak for team paddling, cruising, camping. Adjustable front backrest, foot control rudder lifts over obstacles.”
The “adjustable front backrest” was designed by the Marquis de Sade and the “seat” was a well aged crustydusty epidermis-rasping piece of 80” long x 18” wide ethafoam.
The “foot control rudder” must have involved holding knotted rudder lines between bare toes; there was no sign the Sockeye ever had foot pedals. A lot of those 70’s tandem decked “European-style touring canoes” had no pedals, the one of the paddlers manipulated a contiguous through-pulley rudder line, held in hand (or toes?) on either side.
The Sockeye was the first decked boat I ever rebuilt, originally taking it back to OEM factory outfitting; horrible foam slab tandem “seat” replaced with half bun of minicel, using the same rudimentary no-pedal, no-retraction-line early ‘70’s joke of a rudder.
That original rebuild was done so long ago that I was too nervous to do epoxy work on my own, and had a more experienced friend come by to help. Had he only known then what I know now.
None the less we raced that rebuilt Sockeye a couple times in tandem rec class, as did a niece in two races, and all did well. I came to appreciate the peculiar hull shape in rough water, waves and boat wakes.
On the second go-round rebuild, turning it into a dedicated solo decked sailing tripper with a raised seat, I was a little more experience; among other upgrades the Sockeye got a comfortable solo seat, a utility thwart and a modern Feathercraft rudder with Werner pedals.
It has since had bias weave Twaron skid plates added and a bottom paint upgrade. The Sockeye, to this day, remains our finest downwind sailing boat. It is something about that hull shape.
Mike M Sailing 01 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
(The Sockeye was hauling arse in that Charlie Wilson photo. I may look calm, but I was ready to piss my pants)
Most of the black deck accents on the Sockeye decks, hiding old holes and repaired damage, were done with spray paint, which has flaked and peeled.
P7110052 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
P7190004 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
Time to straighten out those flakey black accents. Sanded unflakey smooth. To assure I didn’t miss any small accent areas needing black touch up I “flagged” each one with painters tape. I counted, 32 mostly small areas of flaky lifted spray paint. I still missed a few. F$#& spray paint ever again.
The touch up accent painting took but a few minutes, and the Sockeye looks much better.
P7200007 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr
There were a couple miscues even in that simple touch up painting. One strip of painter’s tape took off a swath of old spray paint when I removed it. Spray paint, never ever freaking ever again on boatwork.
The other miscue was that had I wrecked my back, and was so crippled, bent lateral shift sideways, that I avoided the Sockeye touch up paint for a couple days after taping.
Feeling a bit better, still spine cocked sideways, I gingerly circumnavigated the Sockeye, holding a very full can of black paint and a brush, shuffling my aching back way around the hull. Really didn’t take very long. But, at one point, almost finished, something felt oddly amiss.
I looked down and, in my seized-up-back, leaned-sideways crippled state, had tilted the can to the point that black paint was running down the side and splashing on the floor beside my foot.
I now have a peculiar ink blot on the floor. I see a stylized bent shaft paddle. I can’t blame Tom or Willy for that one, so I guess I should own it.
P7200010 by Mike McCrea, on Flickr

16’5” long x 31 ½” max wide, 15+ inches deep and it carries that depth to both stems, with a 81” x 20 ½” cockpit. Someone once called it “The Winnebago of decked boats”. I took that as a compliment; the Sockeye can haul a massive load of glamper stuff.
Old Town’s 1971 catalog prose offers:
“Two man kayak for team paddling, cruising, camping. Adjustable front backrest, foot control rudder lifts over obstacles.”
The “adjustable front backrest” was designed by the Marquis de Sade and the “seat” was a well aged crustydusty epidermis-rasping piece of 80” long x 18” wide ethafoam.
The “foot control rudder” must have involved holding knotted rudder lines between bare toes; there was no sign the Sockeye ever had foot pedals. A lot of those 70’s tandem decked “European-style touring canoes” had no pedals, the one of the paddlers manipulated a contiguous through-pulley rudder line, held in hand (or toes?) on either side.
The Sockeye was the first decked boat I ever rebuilt, originally taking it back to OEM factory outfitting; horrible foam slab tandem “seat” replaced with half bun of minicel, using the same rudimentary no-pedal, no-retraction-line early ‘70’s joke of a rudder.
That original rebuild was done so long ago that I was too nervous to do epoxy work on my own, and had a more experienced friend come by to help. Had he only known then what I know now.
None the less we raced that rebuilt Sockeye a couple times in tandem rec class, as did a niece in two races, and all did well. I came to appreciate the peculiar hull shape in rough water, waves and boat wakes.
On the second go-round rebuild, turning it into a dedicated solo decked sailing tripper with a raised seat, I was a little more experience; among other upgrades the Sockeye got a comfortable solo seat, a utility thwart and a modern Feathercraft rudder with Werner pedals.
It has since had bias weave Twaron skid plates added and a bottom paint upgrade. The Sockeye, to this day, remains our finest downwind sailing boat. It is something about that hull shape.

(The Sockeye was hauling arse in that Charlie Wilson photo. I may look calm, but I was ready to piss my pants)
Most of the black deck accents on the Sockeye decks, hiding old holes and repaired damage, were done with spray paint, which has flaked and peeled.


Time to straighten out those flakey black accents. Sanded unflakey smooth. To assure I didn’t miss any small accent areas needing black touch up I “flagged” each one with painters tape. I counted, 32 mostly small areas of flaky lifted spray paint. I still missed a few. F$#& spray paint ever again.
The touch up accent painting took but a few minutes, and the Sockeye looks much better.

There were a couple miscues even in that simple touch up painting. One strip of painter’s tape took off a swath of old spray paint when I removed it. Spray paint, never ever freaking ever again on boatwork.
The other miscue was that had I wrecked my back, and was so crippled, bent lateral shift sideways, that I avoided the Sockeye touch up paint for a couple days after taping.
Feeling a bit better, still spine cocked sideways, I gingerly circumnavigated the Sockeye, holding a very full can of black paint and a brush, shuffling my aching back way around the hull. Really didn’t take very long. But, at one point, almost finished, something felt oddly amiss.
I looked down and, in my seized-up-back, leaned-sideways crippled state, had tilted the can to the point that black paint was running down the side and splashing on the floor beside my foot.
I now have a peculiar ink blot on the floor. I see a stylized bent shaft paddle. I can’t blame Tom or Willy for that one, so I guess I should own it.
