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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.

Navigation Tips

Once you have selected a blog from the blog archive you will have to scroll down to view it.  ;)  

Day 7, 30 Miles - Red Wing to Wabasha

It couldn't have been much after 5 am when the sun pierced through the canvas. The inside of the cabin really glows and after a week of cloudy weather it was a great way to wake up. Without moving much more than my eye lids I peered through the window and saw no clouds and motionless trees. "John I bet the lake is glass, let's go" I said in my best morning voice. Everyone was out boating. At-least a hundred little fishing boats were launching as part of a weekend long fishing tournament. This is what I expected the river to be like everyday.

About a mile above Lake Pepin a fat cat motor yacht hailed us over. We rowed over to the shore where they were tied up and the skipper yelled "60 mile an hour winds a comin, hunker down." It was simple and to the point. We cranked up the engine and headed for a cove where we joined half a dozen other boats all hunkering down. The storm came out of nowhere and blackened the sky. The rain dumped and we listened intently to the weather station. Four confirmed tornados had touched down just west of us. Amazingly enough the wind never got too intense where we were, but we sure were waiting for the worst. The thunder heads billowed above us and rolled at a furious speed. At the bottom of the cloud cover a twisting white rope-cloud whipped the heavens. It looked to me like a horizontal tornado, and I was glad it was a thousand feet overhead. The deluge only lasted about 40 minutes and then the sun came out as if the maelstrom were only a practical joke. Along with the sun the birds returned and so did all of us water enthusiasts. The lake crossing went smooth as silk and we spent several hours not making any progress but just bobbing and enjoying our good fortune.

Johnny Lawless on Lake Pepin

A Fine End to My Time in Red Wing

John says the Big Getter is a people magnet. It sure enough it magnetized us an invitation to dinner. A Red Wing local named Joe, who was down at the boat ramp with his family, took interest in our homemade craft. We invited him and his son Quinn aboard and swapped stories for a bit. He offered us a home cooked meal and we sprang into action. A little local flavor sounded great. John retrieved our marine battery from the other end of the marina where it was charging and I scrambled to brush on the last coat of green paint that I was using for my boat registration numbers. In no time we were weaving through a heavily forested neighborhood that I could have easily gotten lost in. Their house had a beautiful back porch where we dined on brats, fruit and a wicked 7-layer salad. Kathy, Joe’s wife, really did it up. She conscientiously thought of all the things we didn’t have and did a fine job at helping us avoid scurvy. Thanks for the evening.

What to Bring

As little as possible. Space on the boat is limited so please pack lightly. You will need a sheet or sleeping bag and a pillow if you'd like. I have thermarests. If you could also bring two pairs of foot wear so that you can help keep the Big Getter clean, almost a feudal effort but I'm trying. Sun protection and bug spray have come in useful and I imagine will be a must for everyone. Other than that I can't say. I look forward to seeing you.

Day 6 - Lay Over in Red Wing

Kyle and Emily left on Amtrak last night. It was a bit lonesome on the boat by myself but I got some organizing out of the way and everything has a secure dry home now. John Loveless joined me this morning and is helping me wait this storm out. I hope the wind dies down soon. The weathermen are forecasting calmer skies late this afternoon. Maybe will shove off then, maybe not till the morning. 

Day 5, 1 Mile - 1 Mile Above Red Wing to Red Wing

In Wabasha, (the locals pronounce it with an R in there somewhere) about thirty miles south of us, they are clearing golf ball sized hail of the roads with snow plows. There are 50-60 mile an hour gusts and tornado warnings from Red Wing (where we are) to WaRbaRshaR. We have decided to lay over here until the storm blows through. To use our down time efficiently we went shopping, resupplied on water and fuel and made some much needed adjustments to the boat. About the time we set in to raising our transom a Mercury engine mechanic happened by and gave us some pointers. Good fortune comes in all sorts of shapes and sizes. We also painstakingly and cautiously cut three holes in the port deck to allow access to the pontoon's valves. Not doing that ahead of time was a major over sight on my part. I was dripping sweat by the time we were 23/24ths of the way through our cutting when I heard "hey Big Getter," it was Bill and Max who are pod-casting their journey at www.bigrivershow.com, check it out. Emily, Kyle and I visited their boat and enjoyed seeing such a different design. I expect to hop-scotch with them the entire length of the river so if you are joining me at any time you will probably meet them.

Projecting, thanks Kyle. Duct tape and trash wouldn't do it this time

Bill and Max's boat

Shanty boat town - Red Wing

Day 4, 20 Miles - Prescott Island to 1 mile above Red Wing

The weather is unexpectedly cold and hot here in Minnesota. Four layers and a life jacket were only enough when I'm rowing. Some three hours later however, we had to cool off in the river. We passed through lock 3 today which was our second "locking through" experience. After a close call with a tow and two locks under my belt I am feeling much more confident about the two aspects of this odyssey in which I had no experience. Emily radioed ahead of time to alert the lock master of our approach. She was a pro on the VHF and sounded like a seasoned trucker. Only about a mile away from the lock we were in plain sight and told them we'd be there in about half an hour. We laughed at our ideas of what the lock master was thinking, "Half an hour my ass. It'll take 'em two days to get here." We imagined all sorts of sarcastic remarks and enjoyed the half truth of them. Half an hour later we were there and holding on to the ropes that an employe lowered over the railing for us to hold onto. The sun parted the clouds and we began to shed layers as the water level fell. Not far down stream we enjoyed some jugging and basked in the sun as we let the current move us along. The sun shined into the night and we anchored out of the shipping channel and away from the mosquitoey banks. The trip is amazing.

I thought this was summer

Lock and Dam 3

Jugging, (slow mans waterskiing) imported from the Grand Canyon

Back on the roof with confidence

Where to Mail Goodies.

If you happen to mail me anything please let me know in advance so we can agree on a location. Please send all packages to Justus Mclarty
C/O general delivery at the following addresses.

67 W 5th St
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Winona, MN 55987

425 State St.

La Crosse, WI 54601

120 S Beaumont Rd
Prairie Du Chien, WI 53821
(608) 326-6914‎
(less than a mile inland from Hwy 18 bridge)

350 W 6th St
Dubuque, IA 52001
(563) 582-3674

300 S 1st St.
Clinton, IA 52732
(563) 242-6214
(100 meters inland when you are next to Willow Island)

300 N Main St.
Burlington, IA 52601
(319) 754-7581
(300 meters south of MacArthur Bridge and 200 meters in)

214 S 2nd St.
Keokuk, IA 52632
(319) 524-9923‎
(roughly 500 meters due east from where the railroad tracks touch land on the Iowa side. Just north of the Interstate 136 bridge)

200 N 8th St.
Quincy, IL 62301
(217) 224-8570
(1 km inland when you are directly between the 2 bridges (Quincy Memorial Bridge and I-24 bridge)

801 Broadway
Hannibal, MO 63401
(573) 221-0957
(you’ll have time to find this one I presume)

309 S 1st St.
Clarksville, MO 63336
(573) 242-3960

1624 Main St.
Alton, IL 62002
(618) 462-6014‎

320 N Frederick St.
Cape Girardeau, MO 63702
(573) 335-5501‎

1500 Washington Ave.
Cairo, IL 62914
(618) 734-2062‎

300 Carleton Ave.
Caruthersville, MO 63830
(573) 333-2548‎

101 E Johnson Ave.
Osceola, AR 72370
(870) 563-6272‎

3415 Pemberton Square Blv.
Vicksburg, MS 39180
(601) 636-1022‎

214 N Canal St.
Natchez, MS 39120
(601) 442-4361‎

900 N 3rd St.
Baton Rouge, LA 70802
(225) 343-6951‎

610 S Maestri Pl.
New Orleans, LA 70130
(504) 581-1039‎

42558 Highway 23
Venice, LA 70091
(985) 534-7420‎

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