A long ways back, The Girl gave me the dead husband’s fishing tackle. I had some myself, as well as some left from my dad. I have an old conventional plastic tackle box that won’t accommodate all the new gear:
It’s seen better days, for sure.
I bought a much more handy and useful model:
The pockets and strap sold me. Now, all I got to do is find time to fish around here.
When I cleaned out the old box I found some artifacts:
That ruler comes from a place called Hartge’s Boat Works, which was on the east side of Kent Narrows, on the Chesapeake bay. It’s no longer there, it seems. That was where my dad would take us at the crack of dawn to go fishing in the bay. They rented these sturdy wooden boats, painted the same color as that ruler. My old man bought a small outboard motor from Sears, and we’d use it on one of these boats to putter out into the narrows and the bay to fish.
We’d give up mid-morning, head back, and hit the Mcdonald’s on the western side of the bay bridge for lunch.
Man, that brings back memories. I can remember heading out into the narrows with the mist on the water. I remember the running lights and sounds of the crab boats heading out for the day. I can still smell the brackish water mixed with exhaust fumes. Good times. Simpler times.
But my focus here is on the small pliers, shaped like linesman pliers. How weird. I spent decades as a field tech and can’t really think of an application for them. Nowadays they’ve been replaced by a Leatherman or some other tool. Speaking of which, I picked up a Leatherman Skeletool I may try as my EDC. Not really the same application as my Kershaw, but worth a try on some occasions.
The red on the handles is paint that chips off really easy.
I think a restoration is in order here. I’m thinking cold blue with insulated handles. I can’t see them in a tool kit, but they’d be handy in my office. I have a small tray of tools on my desk I use when I’m goofing with something.
I’ll post the project when done.
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