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In the summer of 2008 I will be taking a pontoon houseboat down the Mississippi River from Minneapolis St. Paul to the Gulf of Mexico. It will be my home and vessel as I descend the mighty Mississip. This will be a healthy and relaxing trip, an adventure worth experiencing, and a good-livin-hell-of-a-time. For six years this trip has been living as a fantastical goal within me. I know the beginning is around the bend, and that makes me smile like I just lost my training wheels.

The boat is not traditional in many ways except for that it floats. It is a unique HPB (human powered boat) that in basic appearance looks like a hybrid between a cataraft on steroids and a traditional houseboat. There are four different systems of propulsion that can be operated individually or in conjunction with one another. Its primary form of power comes from two pedal-driven-propeller stations located at the stern on both sides of the boat. They resemble recumbent bicycles with a propeller instead of wheels. In addition, there is a set of oars for rowing on the front deck. The boat also has, for those occasions when the current is strong, sweeps that can be operated from the top of the cabin. Sweeps are long oars that resemble gigantic hockey sticks. They protrude fore and aft of the boat and are used for steering and lateral movement but not necessarily to gain downstream momentum. Lastly there is an outboard motor that can be used in emergencies, for safety and to make up lost time.

The 3-foot diameter inflatable pontoons are 22 feet long and are attached to a frame constructed from 2” Aluminum pipe. The frame also doubles as the skeletal structure, which supports a hanging floor, two side decks, a front deck and a cabin. Plywood that is cut to the right dimensions and fastened to the aluminum pipe forms the floor and decks. As for the cabin, it is waterproof nylon, canvas and mesh all sewn together and fitted around the aluminum pipe. Inside the cabin there are four berths, a living area, a kitchen and storage. Oh yeah there is a bathroom too, outfitted with all the amenities a camping king would expect.

From June through August I’ll weave approximately 1800 miles through 10 states to the ever-nearing Gulf Coast. Geographically speaking the Mississippi River is separated into two sections, the upper and lower, with the dividing point lying at the confluence with the Ohio River. Both section are as unique as they are long and will offer a river front glimpse at Middle America. One major difference of the Upper Mississippi is that it is a series of pools created by channel dams, while the lower half is free flowing. Due to this, the average current will be much faster downstream of the Ohio River. Along the way I will ‘lock through’ 27 locks, visit the homes of Mark Twain and Elvis, dodge barge traffic, and do some fishing and sunbathing. I intend to explore as much as possible, learn what I can and enjoy life to brim.

If you’d like to come, believe me, I want you to. In fact, I want as much company as possible. The cabin will sleep four, so I hope to have three others with me at all times. The invitation is open to everyone and anyone, family, friends, friends of friends, and especially to characters I meet along the way. There is an itinerary in the blog archive that will help you choose when, where and for how long you would like to join the adventure. Don't worry; I expect the trip will take me 100 days, so you'll have all summer to fit in a Mississippi get-a-way.

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Day 43, 25 Miles - MM 255 to the Illinois river confluence


Those of you who have been on the Big Getter know what early morning canoe excursions mean

This photo sums up Karin to a tee

More peaceful than the beach - Kathy

We were adrift before the coffee was perked. I never have liked waking up, but being awake early is entirely different. Someone needs to make an alarm clock that instead of buzzing in a way that makes you feel like throwing the thing across the room says "the morning is great, the morning is great, wake up you fool," in a stern but angelic voice. We rigged up a tarp over the cockpit to add shade and enjoyed stories of travel and of my uncle Tom who we have all worked for. Both Karin and Kathy agree that he is the dirty uncle they never had. Oh, the stories I am afraid are too coarse for this audience. We laughed most all the day and were to Port Charles Marina at the same time Gayle and Paul were. They are a couple who I met in Louisiana and had volunteered to drive Karin's car down on there way home. Thanks for the shuttle, It made our trip so easy. Right before we pulled into the Marina I got stopped by a water patrolman for not having my registration sticker displayed. I purposefully hadn't stuck it out for fear of the adhesive failing and it falling in the drink for good. The Patrolman was more nice and curious than authoritative but he did ask for all of our IDs so as to be sure that I had not kidnapped the girls. He actually told us that. Later Karin said to me that she couldn't think of a better person to be kidnapped by. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

curious... groovin in the morning?

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