This salmon fishing boat was known by several names. In San Francisco, California it was a Sacramento River salmon boat. In Astoria, Oregon they called it a Columbia River Gillnetter. From Seattle to Alaska it became the Bristol Bay Gillnetter.
The earliest of these boats were built by J.J. Griffin of San Francisco in 1868 and were used on the Sacramento River for commercial salmon fishing. Previously, gillnetting had been practiced from rowboats for subsistence fishing.
It had a crew of two, could carry three tons of salmon and was used as a sail / power fishing boat on the bays and rivers of the Pacific Coast from around 1900 to the 1960s.
The providence of this particular vessel is not known. A friend had salvaged her and though she had a gaping hole in her port side and would not float, he had great plans. He told me these old wood double-enders made great sailboat conversions.
He called it the whaleboat and so did I.
Back then, Hope Island, in the southern Salish Sea was privately owned (it is now a Washington State Park). A friend of mine had convinced the absent owners that they needed a caretaker.
This clever, enterprising young man planned to build a boat there despite the fact there was no potable water, no electricity and no access except by water to a gravel beach.
Gordon completed his task, launched his boat, and sailed off to the Marquesas.
Hope Island needed a new caretaker and another boat project.
The Gillnetter was already beached in a cove nearby, filling with sand and mud each high tide. All that was required was to float the boat over to the boatshed Gordan had built, haul it up the bank and get to work.
I was a much younger man then and often foolish enough to prove something could be done the hard way, just because.
So began months of hand tools, come-alongs, Spanish windlass and pure sweat. New planks and sistered frames cut and shaped by hand. Brace and bit, hammer and chisel, sanding with a wood block. Some oakum, a lot of corking, clamp, fasten, glue and caulk.
Go for a swim at the end of the day to wash off the dust.
Haul all repair materials, food and water over a half mile of inland sea, in a rowing dory.
I didnt really know what I wanted in this boat and it shows. The memory of the old gillnetter comes back to me often these days.
I know how shed be treated today. Forget that pilothouse, maybe no cabin at all. A low aspect schooner rig and two tons of ballast would set this little 26 footer just right.
I moved off the island and kept her on a mooring just below my new home for several years. She never did get a proper motor, just the outboard hung off her stern. For awhile she had a mast with a handkerchief for a sail and she sported a fine pair of fourteen foot long sweep oars. She and I explored every inch of the Puget Sound south of Seattle and had way too much fun.
There are a lot of great stories connected to this boat - remind me to tell you some one day.
These photos were scanned from prints over three decades old. A crummy old camera too.
I often wish Id made more effort to document these projects better, but I never in this world imagined Id live long enough to forget.
This Gillnetter was built with Port Orford cedar carvel planks on white oak frames fastened with bronze screws. She was 26 feet long and 8 feet wide and rode the waves like a canoe.
If youre not bored yet, there are more old photos on Dorymans Flickr site.
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