Posted by: Shagg | December 10, 2010

Touhouregon Trail II: TEAM THE STRONGEST

Image by Roahm after I yelled the quote.

It was time for TEAM (9) to attempt the oregon trail. Cirno, Rumia, Wriggle and Mystia go!

June 30, 1860
Here begins the journal of Cirno, formerly a prospector. Tomorrow we leave Independence behind to begin our journey west to Oregon City. We must still purchase the supplies that our large farmwagon will hold to sustain us during our long trek.
I hope that my skill in Spanish will prove of some value.

July 1, 1860
Decided not to buy a package deal. I can do better on my own!
Purchased 650 pounds of bacon, 30 16-oz. bottles of brandy, 3 butcher knives, 1 canteen, 145 pounds of coffee beans, 3 harmonicas, 8 hats, 30 16-oz. bottles of isopropyl alcohol, 1 ladle, 5 5-lb. slabs of lard, 20 pairs of long underwear, 12 16-oz. tins of maple syrup, 4 pairs of mittens, 35 6-oz. bottles of mustard, 30 10-lb. sacks of onions, 8 oxen, 20 4-oz. bottles of peppermint, 1 rocking chair, 1 30-foot length of rope, 10 sets of clothing, 5 tents, 4 thermometers, 1 tin cup, 1 tin plate, 5 5-lb. sacks of tobacco, 10 gallon jugs of whiskey, 4 winter coats, 30 5-lb. boxes of yeast cake.
Mr. Tillman claims it’s the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it’s Blue River Bridge.
After some concern that we were lost, we saw Westport in the distance.

July 2, 1860
The trail brought us to New Santa Fe today.

July 3, 1860
We endured an extremely severe thunderstorm today. We decided to continue as usual.
Happened upon a fresh grave near Lone Elm. A reminder of the hazards we all face on the this journey.

July 4, 1860
It is Independence Day and we’re going to continue.

July 5, 1860
Today we drove our wagons and teams past Blue Mound.

July 6, 1860
Had a pleasant talk with Miss Whitney today in the vicinity of Lawrence.

July 7, 1860
Today our eyes were greeted with the sight of Topeka.

July 8, 1860
Encamped a while near Kansas River.
Caulk the wagon and float it across, that is the way to go.

July 9, 1860
Passed the hundred mile mark today.
We saw a small party of coyotes today, just a mile or so west of Saint Mary’s Mission.

July 10, 1860
Mr. Tillman claims it’s the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it’s Red Vermillion River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
We tipped the wagon and lost 87 pounds of bacon; 4 16-oz. bottles of brandy; 37 pounds of coffee beans; 1 harmonica; 1 hat; and various other items.

July 11, 1860
Passed Scott Spring. Road fair to middling.

July 13, 1860
Rumia has a concussion. We’re going to keep the patient very active.
Stopped near Alcove Spring for a while.
Every day our journey comes closer to its end. Today we made it to Big Blue River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
We swamped the wagon in the river and lost 60 pounds of bacon; 3 16-oz. bottles of brandy; 1 butcher knife; 27 pounds of coffee beans; and various other items.
Rumia has internal injuries. I hope to make patient comfortable.

July 14, 1860
Rested for a time near St. Joseph Road Junction.

July 15, 1860
Happened upon a fresh grave near Hollenberg Ranch. A reminder of the hazards we all face on the this journey.
Purchased 60 pounds of bacon, 30 pounds of coffee beans, 2 harmonicas, 25 10-lb. sacks of sugar.

July 17, 1860
From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Rock Creek Station today, and sure enough, there it was!

July 21, 1860
Rested for a time near The Narrows.

July 26, 1860
Arrived at Thirty-two Mile Station.

July 29, 1860
Heard news of a murder and hanging last night near “The Coast of Nebraska”. Enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

July 30, 1860
A severe thunderstorm made travel difficult today. We figured we would continue as usual.
We had to double-team the animals to try to get our wagon out of the mud.

August 1, 1860
From our guidebook, estimated we would reach Fort Kearny today, and sure enough, there it was!

August 2, 1860
Mystia came down with cholera. We’ve got to administer peppermint.

August 5, 1860
Mr. Lumare figured we would reach Plum Creek today, and he was right.

August 7, 1860
The trail continues to provide wonders and surprises! Today we made it to Midway Station.
Purchased 1 25-lb. keg of gunpowder, 1 pistol.

August 12, 1860
The trail brought us to O’Fallon’s Bluffs today.

August 13, 1860
Mystia has cholera. I decided to administer peppermint.

August 16, 1860
Today we reached South Platte River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.

August 18, 1860
Passed the five hundred mile mark today.
Had a bit of a run-in with another wagon party today near Ash Hollow, but we patched up our differences before nightfall.

August 23, 1860
Today I saw Courthouse and Jail Rocks.

August 24, 1860
Heard some gunfire in the distance near Chimney Rock. Much concern all around.

August 26, 1860
Mr. Tillman claims it’s the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it’s Scotts Bluff.
Mr. Tillman claims it’s the Oregon Territory up ahead, but the guidebook says it’s Mitchell Pass.

August 28, 1860
Traded 1 ox for 1 spare ox yoke.

August 29, 1860
The ox yoke broke, and I decided to trade for a replacement.

September 2, 1860
Saw Laramie River today.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
We swamped the wagon in the river and lost 31 pounds of bacon; 1 16-oz. bottle of brandy; 9 pounds of coffee beans; 1 pair of long underwear; and various other items.
Saw Fort Laramie today.
Purchased 25 10-lb. sacks of onions, 11 25-lb. kegs of pickles.

September 3, 1860
Our expectations of reaching Register Cliff were fulfilled this day.

September 8, 1860
Nooned near Ayers Natural Bridge.

September 9, 1860
The mosquitoes on this stretch of the trail are most bothersome. We will continue.

September 10, 1860
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.

September 11, 1860
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.

September 12, 1860
The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to continue as usual.
Wriggle suffered a sprain. We’ll apply alchohol to the sprain.

September 13, 1860
We hope for some rain to settle the dust. For the time being, we’ll continue as usual.
Stopped near North Platte River Bridge for a while.
Much grumbling today about Nick Tillman near Mormon Ferry Trading Post.

September 14, 1860
The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to continue as usual.
Passed some time near Emigrant Gap.

September 15, 1860
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.
Saw Willow Springs, sight is most reassuring.

September 16, 1860
The eternal dust of the wagons ahead of us is most troublesome. We will continue as usual.

September 17, 1860
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.

September 18, 1860
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
We laid by today near Independence Rock.

September 19, 1860
Approached Devil’s Gate today. Some people in our wagon train are very tired of the journey.

September 20, 1860
Traded 1 winter coat for 1 spare wagon tongue.

September 21, 1860
Our wagon tongue broke, and we decided to trade for a replacement.

September 22, 1860
Camped today near Split Rock.

September 23, 1860
Nooned near Three Crossings Trading Post.
Purchased 70 pounds of bacon, 35 pounds of coffee beans, 1 hat, 1 shotgun.

September 24, 1860
Had a pleasant talk with Miss Whitney today in the vicinity of Sweetwater River.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.

September 25, 1860
Traveled past Ice Spring Slough this afternoon.

September 30, 1860
Sang and told stories around the noon campfire near Lander Cutoff.
Purchased 75 pounds of bacon, 6 gallon jugs of whiskey.
Today I saw Final Sweetwater River Crossing.
Fording the river looks to be our best option.
We rested a while not far from South Pass.

October 1, 1860
Near Pacific Springs, had a wagon train meeting to discuss our current circumstances.
Came to Dry Sandy Trading Post. Had a talk with some of the other folks in the wagon train.
Purchased 70 pounds of bacon, 3 boxes of 20 bullets, 30 pounds of coffee beans, 5 5-lb. sacks of dried fruit, 2 hats.
We stopped along the trail to hunt. We obtained 171 pounds of meat.

October 3, 1860
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
Made our way past “Parting of the Ways” late today. Trail could be better.

October 4, 1860
The dust from other wagons has gotten bad. We decided to continue as usual.
Sore feet today, but I’ll manage. Saw Haystack Butte.

October 5, 1860
The other wagons are churning up thick dust. We’re going to continue as usual.
We ran short of water and I am suffering from thirst. We will go faster.
We’re nearly choking on the dust of the trail. We’ve decided to continue as usual.

October 6, 1860
A very sad day, Mystia has died of thirst. We will provide a proper burial.
We were fortunate to happen upon some wild vegetables. We will stop and gather vegetables.
We gathered 24 pounds.
Cirno died.
We’re nearly choking on the dust of the trail. We’ve decided to continue as usual.

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Responses

  1. There we go, much more predictible results. Though I wonder how Cirno died off..


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