Oregon Trail Journal
by Julia Wellons (Arwin Oprah)
Journal Entry #1
Today we reached our first obstacle on our journey. It took the form of a river which we could either ford across, or pay a nearby Native American $25 to ride across on his boat. Because my non lucrative farming job from Tennessee left me with only $100 for the journey, I decided to gamble my wagon's safety by fording the river. Luckily, my wagon train found a very safe section of the river to ford across and we made it safely.
Shortly after we forded the river, an Indian approached us asking us to take a gamble. This gamble stayed along the lines of a test of strength. We persevered to second place, though luckily we did not have any money taken from us.
With many prayers for survival,
Journal Entry #2
We once again were disrupted by another Native American in the name of gambling. Though I think that gambling was a foolhardy action, I am pleased to report that we did earn additional supplies. Who knows? These supplies might prove to be vital along the way.
We came to another river, this time without a calm section of the river to reassure the safety of fording it. I used a very large portion of my money to ensure the safety of my family members by paying off an Indian to help us cross with the aid of his boat. I seem to be becoming additionally tentative with the soon-to-be birth of my child KFC. I wish to ensure his/her safety while still traveling productively to the prospect of a better life in Oregon. It is proving to be more difficult than I had originally thought.
I skipped the hunting session today. I have plenty of the dried food that I packed for the journey. There is no need for me to waste ammo and animal lives for a surplus of supplies.
With prospects of Oregon life in my mind,
Journal Entry #3
I am currently very elated with my choice of bringing large quantities of food with my wagon. So far we've only used a small portion of the dried foods and vegetables. With plenty of food to spare we continue along the trail.
Unsurprisingly, we came across a THIRD river. My decision to pay $50 to cross safely may or may not have been affected by the near miss of my third child's birth. It was a very close call and my nerves have been severely affected. Can you imagine a childbirth right before a dangerous journey across a river? Not only that, but only some time before the third river we were faced with the difficulty of purifying muddy water. We chose the simple way out, using our remaining water supply. I think we could have thought of a more ingenious way of accomplishing the feat of purifying water with our meager supplies, but this journey is definitely tiring out me and my wagon train.
We were faced with another fork in the road. Our choices were a very dangerous valley trail, an easy safe, but llloooooonnnng trail, and a confusing trail which reports give mixed information. We decided to take the third route. We traveled along safely enough though our non dried food perished from the weather.
With high anticipation of the journey's end,
Journal Entry #4
We were forced to turn back from our path and have chosen to travel along massacre valley. I am getting more and more angry with this long and painful journey. I wish it to end soon. Gladly though, the third child finally came. I am going to take this as a good omen to keep my spirits risen.
Today we were faced with a choice in proceeding along the Massacre Valley. Apparently we chose the wrong one. The cold has overtaken us and our strength is quickly dwindling. I write now with the last of my strength. I know that we are all going to die. Our attempts at surviving are fruitless; these attempts will only prolong the inevitable. This journey was long and painful, and most definitely not worth our deaths. I know that my anger won't do anything though.
With my last breath,
Loonyhiker. Old Wagon 261. Digital image. Flickr. Flickr, 2012. Web. 6 Mar. 2015.
Ridder, Brian. Oregon Trail. Digital image. Flickr. Flickr, 2014. Web. 10 Mar. 2015.
Clark, Jeff. Mollala River Recreation Area. Digital image. Flickr. Flickr, 2013. Web. 10 Mar. 2015.