It was harrowing, dangerous and perhaps the most bizarre of Mississippi River trips.
Clarence Jonk, three friends and a dog named Jack cast off from Minneapolis in a 44-foot homemade houseboat resting on 88 empty 50-gallon drums and powered by two used-car engines. But with no rudder. They left for New Orleans in October, late in the season.
They traveled on the cheap, sometimes hunting with a warped gun, trading a used battery for 8 gallons of gas, once down to their last $1.23. They dodged towboats and wing dams, smashed into rocks and got stuck in the mud. They survived wind, waves, snow, cold-water dunkings, illness and injury before two of them ended the voyage north of La Crosse, Wis., in December.
That was more than 80 years ago, in 1933. But the journey offers cautions for hundreds — some say thousands — of adventurers today who annually travel down the Mississippi via small craft, canoe, kayak, sailboat, raft, even swimming.
A crew of 20 from Augsburg College plan to canoe to New Orleans for a "River Semester" this fall term. A 64-year-old Moorhead man left the Twin Cities last month on a 15-foot sailboat he built himself. A Navy combat veteran, accompanied by a kayaker, left Lake Itasca in June to swim the entire river to raise money and awareness for fallen comrades.
Reality can be quite different from romanticism on the river. Sometimes "people don't have a sense of the river and its power," says Patrick Moes, a spokesman for the St. Paul District of the Army Corps of Engineers.
Travelers need to know about river currents, rules, to wear life jackets and be mindful of larger boats, he said. "If you can't see the captain, obviously he can't see you."
Jonk's river trip was a huge chapter in the unusual life of this poet, children's author, game inventor, father of 12, river worker and small-scale farmer. His diary-type account, published 30 years later, promoted him as "an older but not really grown-up Huck Finn."