Ron McNamara is no Huck Finn. But McNamara, like Huck, knows something about nighttime travel on the Mississippi River.
“If you think it ain’t dismal and lonesome out in a fog that way by yourself in the night, you try it once – you’ll see," Huck said in Mark Twain’s, “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.”
McNamara, 76, has hunted ducks for 65 years, mostly on the Mississippi, oftentimes launching his boat well before dawn on October and November mornings.
Duck hunting isn’t what it used to be on the big river, he said.
“On the opener this year with my son and grandson, we never fired a shot” — a never-before-reached low point in his long waterfowling career.
But McNamara, who lives near Afton, cheered up the other day when he heard Dakota County commissioners had reversed a plan to bar waterfowlers from launching their boats at Bud’s Landing near Hastings.
A river rat of sorts, McNamara at one time hunted further downriver from his Twin Cities home, near the Weaver Bottoms 90 miles away, just him and a buddy.
Hiding in the river’s tules, they’d turn their eyes skyward at dawn, looking for mallards and also for diving ducks — bluebills in days gone by, but also ringnecks and canvasbacks.