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Sunday, 25th. Left the rendezvous this morning, 6 of the company, viz., John Gray, Peyton, Frye, Rogers, Jones, and Romaine, started to return to the United States. Baker stopped in the mountains to trap; crossed Green river and descended it … Continue reading →

Saturday, 24th. Remained at this encampment and continued our traffic with the hunters. Chiles sold his oxen, 2 yoke, and wagon, another also was left. The hunters, or fur trappers, bought all the alcohol brought by Bartleson and others, as … Continue reading →

Friday, 23rd. Went to Green river — distance 8 miles — spent the remainder of the day trading with the hunters. I don’t imagine John Bartleson had any problem selling the whiskey he brought with him to Fraeb’s hunters.

Wednesday, 21st. Descended Big Sandy about 15 miles and again encamped upon it — no grass, had a little rain this evening but not enough to lay the dust. There’s a little grass in this picture, but you can see … Continue reading →

Tuesday, 20th. Traveled about 18 miles in a circuitous direction, first west and then south. Country was extremely dry and dusty — no game seen but a few antelope — encamped on Big Sandy, having come about 18 miles. Or, … Continue reading →

Monday, 19th. 15 miles took us on to Big Sandy, which is likewise a branch of Green river — 2 buffalo were killed. They are roughly at the halfway point of their journey. They have been traveling three months, and … Continue reading →

Sunday, 18th. Left Sweet Water this morning, course SW. Crossed the divide which separates the water of the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, and after a travel of 20 miles reached Little Sandy, a branch of Green river — 1 buffalo … Continue reading →

Saturday, 17th. Traveled about 5 miles — still on Sweet Water. Not all days are exciting. Plenty of days on the trail were humdrum — travel a few miles, hunt for game, try to preserve some meat, take care of … Continue reading →

Friday, 16th. Traveled about 10 miles and encamped opposite the Wind River mountains where we were in full view of many lofty peaks glittering with eternal snow and frost under the blaze of a July sun. The trail may have … Continue reading →