Here's a nifty canvas covered canoe from the old days. My father built a similar canoe when I was about 10 years old. I still remember our adventures from a couple of overnight trips down Indiana's pristine Tippecanoe River. Dad is 91 now, but I'm certain he'll remember cartopping that 240 lb., 18' canvas-covered monster all over the state. I believe I learned the fine arts of both paddling and cursing on those canoe trips.