9/5/1849
Dear Diary,
We left South Pass, and we entered in Oregon territory. We are still far away from our goal. We kept going until, we found the place where the book told us to take a shortcut. It said that the shortcut was beautiful, and there was plenty of grass and water. It would be 100 miles shorter than the other trail. The only thing was, that we had to skip Fort Bridger if we went that way. The book also said that the trail to Fort Bridger was dry and there were no animals. Our wagon company decided to go to Fort Bridger. We left, and it turns out, the book was wrong. The path was green, with many animals. There was fresh water and grass. Since there were many animals, Kate hunted. She brought back 300 pounds of food. We have a ton of food now! Some other wagon companies went through the so called short cut. It was dry, filled with poisonous lakes. It was the opposite of what the book said! They faced 3 challenges and they were able to handle them. The 3 challenges they had, were making the oxen stay on the path, stop the oxen from drinking the poisonous water, and finally, feeding their oxen. Well, we arrived at Fort Bridger. At the fort, a man who owned the fort asked us if we wanted to swap our oxen for oxen that are ready to go. He said that it will cost 5 dollars each animal we swap. I wanted to do it, but the rest of the group didn't want to. We decided not to swap our animals. We were all exhausted, and we felt like we would die of fatigue. So, we stopped here for the night. Well, I'm getting tired, so goodnight!
9/9/1849
Dear Diary,
We arrived at Fort Hall today. At Fort Hall, the owners of the fort tell us that the journey to Oregon is treacherous. He says that we will freeze in the Cascade Mountains. There is a rocky path. He said that we should go to California. I think that the reason why he is telling us this, is because there is rich soil there and that they want to keep all that farmland to themselves. We didn't want to change our goal, so we told him we will face them and live through them. He was angry, so he tripled the price of everything we bought. We didn't want to buy anything anyway. We rested here for the night, so here I am. I'm going to bed now. Goodnight!
9/30/1849
Dear Diary,
We left Fort Hall 21 days ago. We still have plenty of food. We entered the Blue Mountains. There were hazardous rivers, such as the Snake River. There were many cliffs and the path was very rocky. It was hard to steer. As we were walking, we heard something snap. When we looked, we saw that the wagon tongue had broken! We didn't have a spare one! Luckily, we had blacksmith tools. We only had to wait one day for it to be fixed. However, by the time it was finished, it was night. We had to rest for the day. Time to sleep! Goodnight!
11/3/1849
Dear Diary,
Today, we starved for 26 days. Our wagon company died, one after another, in the Blue Mountains. Soon, I know my time will come. I will make it to Oregon! I died. Our whole wagon company died of starvation, in the Blue Mountains. We are now, The Ghost Cub's Wagon. I am now a ghost. If I can't make it to Oregon alive, I will get there as a ghost!
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