Saturday, January 3, 2015

September 16, 1805

As we continued our journey through the Bitterroot Mountains, we hiked through the hardest and most tiresome stretch of mountain we have yet to encounter. Fallen debris has made this course exhausting for both our men and animals. A heavy snowfall has come upon us and has left our men wet and freezing. We made it to Colt Killed Creek where we killed a colt for our men to eat.

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