The Oregon Trail Adventure
Hi there. This is the diary of my adventure on the Oregon Trail. My name is John, and I was originally a doctor in Missouri. With my wife Martha, friend Charles, an immagrant Zoe, and a local Native American Flying Eagle, we have decided to quest this path in the name of opportunity. Please, partake and read of my journal of my adventure to Oregon Trail:
March 1st, we departed from Independence, Missouri . The sun was shining, the weather was warm, and my hopes were high to reach Willamette Way...
March 17, 1848
Blizzard!
WHAT? It's March in the near south and it's Blizzarding?! Dagnabbit!
March 19, 1848
You have reached the Big Blue River Crossing.
You chose to ford the river.
March 31, 1848
Blizzard!
An ox died.
WHAT?! Not even a month!?
April 3, 1848
You have reached Fort Kearney.
April 4, 1848
An ox is sick.
One out of three oxen left to pull the wagon...
April 5, 1848
Charles was bitten by a snake.
April 6, 1848
Martha has a fever.
April 11, 1848
Blizzard!
You decided to rest for 2 days.
That's it, I'm waiting this darned Blizzard over! While my lovely wife and friend get well.
April 13, 1848
Charles is well again.
April 15, 1848
Martha is well again.
April 25, 1848
An ox wandered off.
April 29, 1848
An ox died.
Two dead, great...
May 9, 1848
You had a wagon wheel break but were able to
fix it.
Hey, I don't make such a bad Carpenter! I'm pretty sure I'll make even better use of my doctor skills along the way!
May 11, 1848
An ox is sick.
You traded 4 sets of clothing for 2 oxen.
Damnit! Well I look for someone to trade with, and this black woman comes up with oxen in tow...like she knew. Blast it, I don't care, I trade some of our extra clothes for her oxen.
May 16, 1848
You found 3 sets of clothing, 3 wagon wheels,
2 wagon axles, and 1 wagon tongue in an
abandoned wagon.
Yahoo! Finally, things are looking up!
May 17, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
For being a man of the land, that's pretty embarassing.
May 22, 1848
You have reached Chimney Rock.
May 23, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
May 24, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
May 25, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
Bad water.
May 26, 1848
No water.
F.Eagle is well again.
May 27, 1848
No water.
May 31, 1848
No water.
June 3, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
June 6, 1848
No water.
You have reached Fort Laramie.
No grass. No water. I'm starting to see a pattern here... one that doesn't really make any sense at all.
June 9, 1848
No water.
F.Eagle has the measles.
June 10, 1848
Bad water.
Alright, it was funny when we had a well back in Missouri, but don't piss in our drinking water again, Charles!
June 12, 1848
Bad water.
DAMNIT CHARLES!
June 13, 1848
No water.
We drank the piss-water anyway...
June 14, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
Bad water.
CHARLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 16, 1848
No water.
Still desperate enough...
June 17, 1848
No water.
Zoe has a fever.
F.Eagle is well again.
June 18, 1848
No water.
June 19, 1848
Bad water.
....
June 20, 1848
Bad water.
F.Eagle has a fever.
.............
June 22, 1848
No water.
........................
June 23, 1848
Martha has a broken leg.
Bad water.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Well Martha and I got a little wild in the night. It is summer, so I guess that'd put us "in heat," hahaha! Good thing this journal is private...
You decided to rest for 7 days.
And she'll need all 7 days to recover! HA-HA!
June 26, 1848
Zoe is well again.
June 29, 1848
F.Eagle is well again.
July 3, 1848
Bad water.
July 4, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
July 5, 1848
No water.
July 7, 1848
Bad water.
July 9, 1848
You've lost the trail.
July 14, 1848
No water.
Zoe is sick with typhoid fever.
WHERE IS THE BLASTED GOOD WATER?!
July 15, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
July 16, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
WHERE IS THE BLASTED GRASS!?
July 18, 1848
Bad water.
July 21, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Martha is well again.
July 23, 1848
Bad water.
Zoe is well again.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 24, 1848
You had a wagon tongue break but were able
to replace it from supplies.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 25, 1848
You've lost the trail.
July 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You have reached Independence Rock.
July 30, 1848
No water.
August 3, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 4, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 5, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
August 6, 1848
Bad water.
August 7, 1848
No water.
August 8, 1848
Bad water.
August 9, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
No grass for the oxen.
August 11, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You know what, I bet it's that black woman with all them oxen! I bet she's ahead, eating up all that grass, making my die from starving! Imma gonna get that woman...
August 14, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You have reached South Pass.
You decided to take the trail to the Green
River Crossing.
August 15, 1848
Zoe has a broken arm.
No water.
August 16, 1848
No water.
August 17, 1848
No water.
3 days without water makes a man more hardcore you know...
August 18, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 19, 1848
You had a wagon axle break but were able to
replace it from supplies.
Bad water.
August 20, 1848
Bad water.
August 21, 1848
No water.
August 22, 1848
No water.
August 23, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 24, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
Once again, rather embarassing...
August 25, 1848
An ox died.
Charles has a fever.
We're out of food, the hunt is scarce, and now we're an ox down...
August 26, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 27, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You traded $318.00 for 1000 pounds of food.
IT'S THAT BLACK WOMAN AGAIN! Darn all the luck, darn! We need food, badly. We take her up on the offer. Nice to see her luxuriously wearing all the clothes she got from us half a year ago.
August 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 29, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
Bad water.
September 1, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
No water.
F.Eagle is well again.
September 2, 1848
You've lost the trail.
How did we manage this?
September 3, 1848
Charles is well again.
September 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
September 7, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Martha is sick with typhoid fever.
September 9, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
September 11, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
F.Eagle has dysentery.
September 12, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
September 15, 1848
Martha is well again.
Zoe is well again.
September 17, 1848
You have reached the Green River Crossing.
You chose to caulk your wagon and float it
across the river.
September 19, 1848
F.Eagle is well again.
September 20, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
Flying Eagle....
September 23, 1848
Martha has a broken leg.
September 24, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
September 25, 1848
No water.
September 26, 1848
Bad water.
September 27, 1848
Bad water.
September 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
F.Eagle is well again.
September 29, 1848
No water.
September 30, 1848
No water.
October 1, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 2, 1848
No water.
October 3, 1848
No water.
October 4, 1848
No water.
What's the fatality rate of "People in wagons heading to Oregon" again...?
October 8, 1848
No water.
October 10, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 11, 1848
Charles has a broken leg.
No grass for the oxen.
October 12, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 14, 1848
No water.
October 15, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 19, 1848
You have reached Soda Springs.
You decided to rest for 3 days.
Sweet relaxation! We decide to rest for only 3 days. Only because when I suggested 365 days my wagon-mates got mad.
October 23, 1848
Martha is well again.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
October 24, 1848
A thief stole 1 ox from your wagon.
WHAT?! HOW?! I DON'T EVEN...?! HOW DO YOU GET AWAY WITH THAT?
November 1, 1848
No water.
November 2, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
November 7, 1848
A thief stole 1 ox from your wagon.
AGAIN?! ARE WE THAT EASY OF A TARGET?!
No grass for the oxen.
Well that's great to know that there is also no grass for the non-existant, previously ours, oxen.
You traded 412 bullets for 2 oxen.
I bet it was this mustachioed guy who stole our oxen...
November 9, 1848
Charles is well again.
November 10, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
No grass for the oxen.
November 12, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 13, 1848
You have reached Fort Hall.
November 14, 1848
You had a wagon wheel break but were able to
fix it.
I am a doctor, right?
November 17, 1848
Heavy fog.
November 19, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 20, 1848
Rough trail.
No water.
November 21, 1848
Heavy fog.
No grass for the oxen.
November 26, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
November 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 29, 1848
Blizzard!
December 2, 1848
Zoe has a broken arm.
December 3, 1848
Heavy fog.
December 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
December 12, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
December 15, 1848
Blizzard!
Heavy fog.
You took the wrong trail.
We were traveling in blizzarding heavy fog for what reason?
December 17, 1848
An ox is sick.
December 18, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
December 19, 1848
Heavy fog.
December 22, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Despite the lack of grass, I can see the upcoming river from here. About 30 miles northeast! It looks pretty in the midst of all of this snow! We'll be there soon!
December 25, 1848
The trail is impassable.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Merry Christmas to you too, Trail.
December 31, 1848
Zoe is well again.
January 3, 1849
The trail is impassable.
Charles has a broken arm.
We weren't even moving Charles. So tell me...how did you break your arm again?
January 5, 1849
Heavy fog.
January 6, 1849
You decided to hunt.
January 8, 1849
The trail is impassable.
January 10, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 1 pound of food.
Hunt successful! If you really must know, we still haven't made the 30 mile trip to the river yet.
January 13, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
We traveled a single mile today.
January 15, 1849
Blizzard!
Heavy fog.
The trail is impassable.
No grass for the oxen.
WHO IS MAKING THE TRAIL IMPASSIBLE!? A BLIZZARD AND EXTREME FOG!? grr.....
January 20, 1849
Heavy fog.
You found 1 set of clothing, 41 bullets, and 1
wagon tongue in an abandoned wagon.
I don't blame you guys. I feel like giving up too...
January 22, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
January 26, 1849
Rough trail.
Zoe has a broken arm.
Seriously Zoe. Seriously?
January 27, 1849
Martha has cholera.
February 1, 1849
Charles is well again.
February 5, 1849
Martha is well again.
February 7, 1849
You've lost the trail.
Yes, we lost the trail that we've basically been living on for the last two months.
February 9, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
February 10, 1849
You have reached the Snake River Crossing.
You chose to caulk your wagon and float it
across the river.
FINALLY! What do you mean we're not even half way to Oregon yet?
February 11, 1849
A thief stole $43.00 from your wagon.
No grass for the oxen.
F.Eagle has dysentery.
Do I just have some arch nemesis waiting to steal whatever he can from our wagon?
February 12, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
February 14, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
February 15, 1849
The trail is impassable.
February 24, 1849
Zoe is well again.
February 25, 1849
Blizzard!
February 27, 1849
F.Eagle has a broken leg.
March 1, 1849
Heavy fog.
Charles has a broken leg.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 43 pounds of food.
Broken limbs are the "in" thing, now. Maybe they're just testing my merit as a doctor. Well then... I'll show them what I can do!
March 3, 1849
You had a wagon tongue break but were able
to fix it.
March 7, 1849
You traded 1 ox for 200 pounds of food.
Oops. That was my last ox.
You traded 2 sets of clothing for 1 ox.
This was a very well thought out trade. I don't care what the rest of the wagon says.
March 11, 1849
Martha has a fever.
March 13, 1849
The trail is impassable.
STOP THAT!
March 15, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
March 19, 1849
Martha is well again.
March 24, 1849
Zoe is sick with typhoid fever.
March 25, 1849
F.Eagle got sick and died.
Wait, from what? -Scans journal...-
...FROM A BROKEN LEG OVER A MONTH AGO? Fuck you!
Wait a second, isn't this partially my fault, seeing as I'm a doctor and everythi Flying Eagle had it coming.
March 30, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 49 pounds of food.
March 31, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Charles is well again.
Booooo...
April 9, 1849
Zoe is well again.
Yaaaay!
April 11, 1849
Zoe has dysentery.
Booooo...
April 12, 1849
Charles has a broken arm.
April 13, 1849
Charles got sick and died.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Oh man, broken legs, broken arms both resulting in death. Please don't let me break anything...
You know, I'm doing a really shitty job for a doctor.
April 16, 1849
The trail is impassable.
...
April 22, 1849
You have reached Fort Boise.
You decided to rest for 3 days.
April 26, 1849
You bought 15 pounds of food at the store.
You bought 9 pounds of food at the store.
No money, no good hunts, we'll get what we can in this pathetic state of affairs.
April 29, 1849
Heavy fog.
May 1, 1849
Martha has a broken arm.
DON'T DIE MARTHA! DON'T DIE! I'LL SAVE YOU!
May 3, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 4, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 113 pounds of food.
May 5, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 6, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
Gee, this hasn't happened before. Oh wait, yeah it did, A WHOLE YEAR AGO. HOW ARE WE STILL NOT THERE YET?
May 7, 1849
An ox died.
May 8, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 10, 1849
No water.
May 11, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
Martha got sick and died.
I knew it... I effin' knew it... Broken Arm-itis.
May 12, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 15, 1849
No water.
May 16, 1849
No water.
May 17, 1849
No water.
May 19, 1849
You've lost the trail.
No water.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
May 22, 1849
Heavy fog.
Zoe got lost.
How IS Zoe still alive.
June 2, 1849
Zoe has a broken arm.
Oh never mind, she's basically dead now.
June 4, 1849
No water.
You decided to rest for 5 days.
But I'll give her a chance to live. For I am a doctor!
June 8, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
June 11, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
You found some wild fruit.
June 12, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
No water.
Double header. Heheh....
June 13, 1849
Zoe got lost.
Zoe! Stop this madness this instant. Or just don't come back!
June 22, 1849
No water.
June 25, 1849
A fire in your wagon destroyed 7 sets of
clothing, and 2 wagon wheels.
No water.
So, making a campfire in the wagon, not the greatest idea. Neither was using our clothes to try and douse the fire out. Now we're almost naked.
June 26, 1849
No water.
June 27, 1849
You took the wrong trail.
No water.
July 2, 1849
You found some wild fruit.
July 3, 1849
The trail is impassable.
Zoe is well again.
What? Zoe lived? Wow! Maybe I AM an awesome doctor.
July 12, 1849
Heavy fog.
July 14, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
July 15, 1849
You had a wagon axle break but were able to
fix it.
July 17, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
July 19, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Zoe has a broken arm.
Pffftt! I got this!
July 22, 1849
No water.
July 23, 1849
You found some wild fruit.
You've lost the trail.
No grass for the oxen.
July 29, 1849
Heavy fog.
No water.
July 30, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 31, 1849
Heavy fog.
August 2, 1849
No water.
August 4, 1849
Heavy fog.
Bad water.
August 5, 1849
You have reached Grande Ronde in the Blue
Mountains.
You decided to take the trail to The Dalles.
OH! WE'RE ALMOST THERE!
August 6, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Zoe died of a snakebite.
You decided to change the pace to grueling.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
... Now it's me, and the wagon, and the road! Alone, I must make it to the Dalles. If I make it there, it's smooth sailing. I will make it to Oregon alone, in the light of my fallen loved ones. I will not let their travels, their mistakes, lessons learned and earned, go to waste. I will take everything I've learned up to this point to survive this last stretch of land to Oregon! I will do it , my friends, my love, I will do it! Believe in me, and protect from heaven above: Martha, Charles, Zoe, Flying Eagle. Give me your divine protection, and guide me to the end of this long, grueling trip! Go forth, my oxen! To Willamette Valley!!!
August 7, 1849
John was bitten by a snake.
An ox is sick.
You traded 444 bullets for 2 oxen.
Okay I take that back. I'm screwed.
August 8, 1849
No water.
August 10, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
August 11, 1849
Heavy fog.
An ox died.
August 14, 1849
An ox is sick.
No grass for the oxen.
John was bitten by a snake.
It's midnight, and I'm tending to my new snakebite wounds. But it's okay, because I'm a doct--
August 15, 1849
John died of a snakebite.
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And on the last page of the journal, it reads:
Oh, I also forgot to mention: If you're reading this journal, I'm probably already dead...
March 1st, we departed from Independence, Missouri . The sun was shining, the weather was warm, and my hopes were high to reach Willamette Way...
March 17, 1848
Blizzard!
WHAT? It's March in the near south and it's Blizzarding?! Dagnabbit!
March 19, 1848
You have reached the Big Blue River Crossing.
You chose to ford the river.
March 31, 1848
Blizzard!
An ox died.
WHAT?! Not even a month!?
April 3, 1848
You have reached Fort Kearney.
April 4, 1848
An ox is sick.
One out of three oxen left to pull the wagon...
April 5, 1848
Charles was bitten by a snake.
April 6, 1848
Martha has a fever.
April 11, 1848
Blizzard!
You decided to rest for 2 days.
That's it, I'm waiting this darned Blizzard over! While my lovely wife and friend get well.
April 13, 1848
Charles is well again.
April 15, 1848
Martha is well again.
April 25, 1848
An ox wandered off.
April 29, 1848
An ox died.
Two dead, great...
May 9, 1848
You had a wagon wheel break but were able to
fix it.
Hey, I don't make such a bad Carpenter! I'm pretty sure I'll make even better use of my doctor skills along the way!
May 11, 1848
An ox is sick.
You traded 4 sets of clothing for 2 oxen.
Damnit! Well I look for someone to trade with, and this black woman comes up with oxen in tow...like she knew. Blast it, I don't care, I trade some of our extra clothes for her oxen.
May 16, 1848
You found 3 sets of clothing, 3 wagon wheels,
2 wagon axles, and 1 wagon tongue in an
abandoned wagon.
Yahoo! Finally, things are looking up!
May 17, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
For being a man of the land, that's pretty embarassing.
May 22, 1848
You have reached Chimney Rock.
May 23, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
May 24, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
May 25, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
Bad water.
May 26, 1848
No water.
F.Eagle is well again.
May 27, 1848
No water.
May 31, 1848
No water.
June 3, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
June 6, 1848
No water.
You have reached Fort Laramie.
No grass. No water. I'm starting to see a pattern here... one that doesn't really make any sense at all.
June 9, 1848
No water.
F.Eagle has the measles.
June 10, 1848
Bad water.
Alright, it was funny when we had a well back in Missouri, but don't piss in our drinking water again, Charles!
June 12, 1848
Bad water.
DAMNIT CHARLES!
June 13, 1848
No water.
We drank the piss-water anyway...
June 14, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
Bad water.
CHARLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
June 16, 1848
No water.
Still desperate enough...
June 17, 1848
No water.
Zoe has a fever.
F.Eagle is well again.
June 18, 1848
No water.
June 19, 1848
Bad water.
....
June 20, 1848
Bad water.
F.Eagle has a fever.
.............
June 22, 1848
No water.
........................
June 23, 1848
Martha has a broken leg.
Bad water.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Well Martha and I got a little wild in the night. It is summer, so I guess that'd put us "in heat," hahaha! Good thing this journal is private...
You decided to rest for 7 days.
And she'll need all 7 days to recover! HA-HA!
June 26, 1848
Zoe is well again.
June 29, 1848
F.Eagle is well again.
July 3, 1848
Bad water.
July 4, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
July 5, 1848
No water.
July 7, 1848
Bad water.
July 9, 1848
You've lost the trail.
July 14, 1848
No water.
Zoe is sick with typhoid fever.
WHERE IS THE BLASTED GOOD WATER?!
July 15, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
July 16, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
WHERE IS THE BLASTED GRASS!?
July 18, 1848
Bad water.
July 21, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Martha is well again.
July 23, 1848
Bad water.
Zoe is well again.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 24, 1848
You had a wagon tongue break but were able
to replace it from supplies.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 25, 1848
You've lost the trail.
July 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You have reached Independence Rock.
July 30, 1848
No water.
August 3, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 4, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 5, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
August 6, 1848
Bad water.
August 7, 1848
No water.
August 8, 1848
Bad water.
August 9, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
No grass for the oxen.
August 11, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You know what, I bet it's that black woman with all them oxen! I bet she's ahead, eating up all that grass, making my die from starving! Imma gonna get that woman...
August 14, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You have reached South Pass.
You decided to take the trail to the Green
River Crossing.
August 15, 1848
Zoe has a broken arm.
No water.
August 16, 1848
No water.
August 17, 1848
No water.
3 days without water makes a man more hardcore you know...
August 18, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 19, 1848
You had a wagon axle break but were able to
replace it from supplies.
Bad water.
August 20, 1848
Bad water.
August 21, 1848
No water.
August 22, 1848
No water.
August 23, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 24, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
Once again, rather embarassing...
August 25, 1848
An ox died.
Charles has a fever.
We're out of food, the hunt is scarce, and now we're an ox down...
August 26, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 27, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You traded $318.00 for 1000 pounds of food.
IT'S THAT BLACK WOMAN AGAIN! Darn all the luck, darn! We need food, badly. We take her up on the offer. Nice to see her luxuriously wearing all the clothes she got from us half a year ago.
August 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
August 29, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
Bad water.
September 1, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
No water.
F.Eagle is well again.
September 2, 1848
You've lost the trail.
How did we manage this?
September 3, 1848
Charles is well again.
September 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
September 7, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Martha is sick with typhoid fever.
September 9, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
September 11, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
F.Eagle has dysentery.
September 12, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
September 15, 1848
Martha is well again.
Zoe is well again.
September 17, 1848
You have reached the Green River Crossing.
You chose to caulk your wagon and float it
across the river.
September 19, 1848
F.Eagle is well again.
September 20, 1848
F.Eagle was bitten by a snake.
Flying Eagle....
September 23, 1848
Martha has a broken leg.
September 24, 1848
You found some wild fruit.
September 25, 1848
No water.
September 26, 1848
Bad water.
September 27, 1848
Bad water.
September 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
F.Eagle is well again.
September 29, 1848
No water.
September 30, 1848
No water.
October 1, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 2, 1848
No water.
October 3, 1848
No water.
October 4, 1848
No water.
What's the fatality rate of "People in wagons heading to Oregon" again...?
October 8, 1848
No water.
October 10, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 11, 1848
Charles has a broken leg.
No grass for the oxen.
October 12, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 14, 1848
No water.
October 15, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
October 19, 1848
You have reached Soda Springs.
You decided to rest for 3 days.
Sweet relaxation! We decide to rest for only 3 days. Only because when I suggested 365 days my wagon-mates got mad.
October 23, 1848
Martha is well again.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
October 24, 1848
A thief stole 1 ox from your wagon.
WHAT?! HOW?! I DON'T EVEN...?! HOW DO YOU GET AWAY WITH THAT?
November 1, 1848
No water.
November 2, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
November 7, 1848
A thief stole 1 ox from your wagon.
AGAIN?! ARE WE THAT EASY OF A TARGET?!
No grass for the oxen.
Well that's great to know that there is also no grass for the non-existant, previously ours, oxen.
You traded 412 bullets for 2 oxen.
I bet it was this mustachioed guy who stole our oxen...
November 9, 1848
Charles is well again.
November 10, 1848
You took the wrong trail.
No grass for the oxen.
November 12, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 13, 1848
You have reached Fort Hall.
November 14, 1848
You had a wagon wheel break but were able to
fix it.
I am a doctor, right?
November 17, 1848
Heavy fog.
November 19, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 20, 1848
Rough trail.
No water.
November 21, 1848
Heavy fog.
No grass for the oxen.
November 26, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
November 28, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
November 29, 1848
Blizzard!
December 2, 1848
Zoe has a broken arm.
December 3, 1848
Heavy fog.
December 6, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
December 12, 1848
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
December 15, 1848
Blizzard!
Heavy fog.
You took the wrong trail.
We were traveling in blizzarding heavy fog for what reason?
December 17, 1848
An ox is sick.
December 18, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
December 19, 1848
Heavy fog.
December 22, 1848
No grass for the oxen.
Despite the lack of grass, I can see the upcoming river from here. About 30 miles northeast! It looks pretty in the midst of all of this snow! We'll be there soon!
December 25, 1848
The trail is impassable.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Merry Christmas to you too, Trail.
December 31, 1848
Zoe is well again.
January 3, 1849
The trail is impassable.
Charles has a broken arm.
We weren't even moving Charles. So tell me...how did you break your arm again?
January 5, 1849
Heavy fog.
January 6, 1849
You decided to hunt.
January 8, 1849
The trail is impassable.
January 10, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 1 pound of food.
Hunt successful! If you really must know, we still haven't made the 30 mile trip to the river yet.
January 13, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
We traveled a single mile today.
January 15, 1849
Blizzard!
Heavy fog.
The trail is impassable.
No grass for the oxen.
WHO IS MAKING THE TRAIL IMPASSIBLE!? A BLIZZARD AND EXTREME FOG!? grr.....
January 20, 1849
Heavy fog.
You found 1 set of clothing, 41 bullets, and 1
wagon tongue in an abandoned wagon.
I don't blame you guys. I feel like giving up too...
January 22, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
January 26, 1849
Rough trail.
Zoe has a broken arm.
Seriously Zoe. Seriously?
January 27, 1849
Martha has cholera.
February 1, 1849
Charles is well again.
February 5, 1849
Martha is well again.
February 7, 1849
You've lost the trail.
Yes, we lost the trail that we've basically been living on for the last two months.
February 9, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
February 10, 1849
You have reached the Snake River Crossing.
You chose to caulk your wagon and float it
across the river.
FINALLY! What do you mean we're not even half way to Oregon yet?
February 11, 1849
A thief stole $43.00 from your wagon.
No grass for the oxen.
F.Eagle has dysentery.
Do I just have some arch nemesis waiting to steal whatever he can from our wagon?
February 12, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
February 14, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
February 15, 1849
The trail is impassable.
February 24, 1849
Zoe is well again.
February 25, 1849
Blizzard!
February 27, 1849
F.Eagle has a broken leg.
March 1, 1849
Heavy fog.
Charles has a broken leg.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 43 pounds of food.
Broken limbs are the "in" thing, now. Maybe they're just testing my merit as a doctor. Well then... I'll show them what I can do!
March 3, 1849
You had a wagon tongue break but were able
to fix it.
March 7, 1849
You traded 1 ox for 200 pounds of food.
Oops. That was my last ox.
You traded 2 sets of clothing for 1 ox.
This was a very well thought out trade. I don't care what the rest of the wagon says.
March 11, 1849
Martha has a fever.
March 13, 1849
The trail is impassable.
STOP THAT!
March 15, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
March 19, 1849
Martha is well again.
March 24, 1849
Zoe is sick with typhoid fever.
March 25, 1849
F.Eagle got sick and died.
Wait, from what? -Scans journal...-
...FROM A BROKEN LEG OVER A MONTH AGO? Fuck you!
Wait a second, isn't this partially my fault, seeing as I'm a doctor and everythi Flying Eagle had it coming.
March 30, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 49 pounds of food.
March 31, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Charles is well again.
Booooo...
April 9, 1849
Zoe is well again.
Yaaaay!
April 11, 1849
Zoe has dysentery.
Booooo...
April 12, 1849
Charles has a broken arm.
April 13, 1849
Charles got sick and died.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
Oh man, broken legs, broken arms both resulting in death. Please don't let me break anything...
You know, I'm doing a really shitty job for a doctor.
April 16, 1849
The trail is impassable.
...
April 22, 1849
You have reached Fort Boise.
You decided to rest for 3 days.
April 26, 1849
You bought 15 pounds of food at the store.
You bought 9 pounds of food at the store.
No money, no good hunts, we'll get what we can in this pathetic state of affairs.
April 29, 1849
Heavy fog.
May 1, 1849
Martha has a broken arm.
DON'T DIE MARTHA! DON'T DIE! I'LL SAVE YOU!
May 3, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 4, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 113 pounds of food.
May 5, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 6, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
Gee, this hasn't happened before. Oh wait, yeah it did, A WHOLE YEAR AGO. HOW ARE WE STILL NOT THERE YET?
May 7, 1849
An ox died.
May 8, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 10, 1849
No water.
May 11, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
Martha got sick and died.
I knew it... I effin' knew it... Broken Arm-itis.
May 12, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
May 15, 1849
No water.
May 16, 1849
No water.
May 17, 1849
No water.
May 19, 1849
You've lost the trail.
No water.
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
May 22, 1849
Heavy fog.
Zoe got lost.
How IS Zoe still alive.
June 2, 1849
Zoe has a broken arm.
Oh never mind, she's basically dead now.
June 4, 1849
No water.
You decided to rest for 5 days.
But I'll give her a chance to live. For I am a doctor!
June 8, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
June 11, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
You found some wild fruit.
June 12, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
No water.
Double header. Heheh....
June 13, 1849
Zoe got lost.
Zoe! Stop this madness this instant. Or just don't come back!
June 22, 1849
No water.
June 25, 1849
A fire in your wagon destroyed 7 sets of
clothing, and 2 wagon wheels.
No water.
So, making a campfire in the wagon, not the greatest idea. Neither was using our clothes to try and douse the fire out. Now we're almost naked.
June 26, 1849
No water.
June 27, 1849
You took the wrong trail.
No water.
July 2, 1849
You found some wild fruit.
July 3, 1849
The trail is impassable.
Zoe is well again.
What? Zoe lived? Wow! Maybe I AM an awesome doctor.
July 12, 1849
Heavy fog.
July 14, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
July 15, 1849
You had a wagon axle break but were able to
fix it.
July 17, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
July 19, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Zoe has a broken arm.
Pffftt! I got this!
July 22, 1849
No water.
July 23, 1849
You found some wild fruit.
You've lost the trail.
No grass for the oxen.
July 29, 1849
Heavy fog.
No water.
July 30, 1849
You decided to hunt.
You brought back 200 pounds of food.
July 31, 1849
Heavy fog.
August 2, 1849
No water.
August 4, 1849
Heavy fog.
Bad water.
August 5, 1849
You have reached Grande Ronde in the Blue
Mountains.
You decided to take the trail to The Dalles.
OH! WE'RE ALMOST THERE!
August 6, 1849
Zoe was bitten by a snake.
Zoe died of a snakebite.
You decided to change the pace to grueling.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
... Now it's me, and the wagon, and the road! Alone, I must make it to the Dalles. If I make it there, it's smooth sailing. I will make it to Oregon alone, in the light of my fallen loved ones. I will not let their travels, their mistakes, lessons learned and earned, go to waste. I will take everything I've learned up to this point to survive this last stretch of land to Oregon! I will do it , my friends, my love, I will do it! Believe in me, and protect from heaven above: Martha, Charles, Zoe, Flying Eagle. Give me your divine protection, and guide me to the end of this long, grueling trip! Go forth, my oxen! To Willamette Valley!!!
August 7, 1849
John was bitten by a snake.
An ox is sick.
You traded 444 bullets for 2 oxen.
Okay I take that back. I'm screwed.
August 8, 1849
No water.
August 10, 1849
No grass for the oxen.
August 11, 1849
Heavy fog.
An ox died.
August 14, 1849
An ox is sick.
No grass for the oxen.
John was bitten by a snake.
It's midnight, and I'm tending to my new snakebite wounds. But it's okay, because I'm a doct--
August 15, 1849
John died of a snakebite.
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And on the last page of the journal, it reads:
Oh, I also forgot to mention: If you're reading this journal, I'm probably already dead...