I got my boat probably 10 years ago. It's a 16' Lund V-bottom fishing boat with a 40HP Johnson motor. Nothing special. Just a good solid fishing boat.
Pretty much exactly this, but I don't have the steering wheel. Which works great for kids because I can take them fishing and that thing isn't in the way. Was probably worth about $4000 back then. That is not what I paid.
Anyway, my grandfather owned a farm in the NW corner of Illinois. He had friends from all over the area, and the fall before I got the boat one of these guys shot some turkey's. They offered one to my grandfather, who accepted and put it in the freezer to use at a later time.
The following June our whole family meets at our normal Minnesota fishing resort for vacation, so my grandfather and grandmother throw that turkey in a cooler and bring it up, thinking it would be a good family meal that week. So on that Sunday, my grandmother is in her cabin starting to cook the turkey, and we hear this big scream.
Everyone rushes in there thinking she fell or was having a heart attack or something. She points to the sink and staring out at her is a thawed out boars head.
Apparently when these guys gave them the "turkey" it was this thing. She was supremely pissed for two reasons:
1. It scared the hell out of her
2. She didn't have anything to cook for her family
As a result of her being pissed, my grandfather was pissed too. This woman was the Queen of the family.
Fast forward to August of that same summer, and we get a call from my grandfather asking if we were still looking for a boat. He had been storing one in his barn for a few years, and the guy who owned it passed away, and his son just wanted to sell it. We said sure, depending on the price. This was back before we had smart phones, so he was just describing this boat over the phone. After a few phone calls, he calls back and says $650.
I about creamed in my pants and said: "I'll be there next weekend to get it." So the next weekend, me and my 4 year old son at the time drove 7 hours to Illinois to pick up this boat.
And it was a NICE boat for $650. It was a nice boat for $4000. I knew this was the deal of the century. So I asked my grandfather:
Me: How come the price was so cheap?
Him: Remember the boar's head from fish camp?
Me: Yeah.
Him: This was that hunter's boat.