when they see all the gadgets weve come up with for fishing. the memories of my grandpa, single small paddle in hand up on the front seat/deck, sculling my little brother and me around in a ten foot (leaking) jon boat, to catch bull bream using cane poles and worms we had dug up from the yard, seem to be fading fast. our bilge was a soup can, as i recall. on rainy days, we had dual bilges (two cans).