We walked in their footsteps…

And were completely humbled
Hundreds of thousands of people
Desperate, hopeful, unprepared, running away, running towards, ever westward
2,000 miles
6 months
10 to 20 miles walked every day
Snow, rain, hail, scorching sun, wind
Plains, rivers, mountains, plateaus
Mud, dust, ruts, rocks
Rattlesnakes, buffalo, antelope, bears
Cholera
Indians
20% died…in some areas a grave every 80 yards
Dead and abandoned animals all along the way

These are the people of the Westward Migration, the Oregon Trail, the California settlement, and eventually the gold fever

Today, we visited the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center outside Baker City, Oregon. We actually walked a small section of the trail. It is mind blowing what they endure and conquered for a piece of land to call their own.

6 months, your family and all your possessions inside 1 tiny wagon. Many possessions thought to be essential were abandoned along the way as the hardships of daily life on the trail became a reality.
Miles to go. Parts of the trail are still visible and walkable today.
The Oregon Trail Interpretive Center is a well thought out and informative museum.
Oh my who do we have here?
Ever westward.