Now I will tell you my life on the trail. It has been a collision of hot and cold, life or death, and desert and rapids. This has been my greatest adventure of my life (and it might be my last). This has been my dangerous life on the Oregon Trail. It better be worth it or I will commit suicide. My “Guest” Is trashing my place. And now I need to sleep, hearing a baby cry everyday.
The events that will stick with me is how I got dysentery. I almost died. And how Katherine had a baby but died soon after ALLEN LONG killed her. My wagon train person stole my bacon. I think Roger Eller stole it. I saw him, and I stole his flour.
Our wagon train's decision is to make a shortcut through the mountains. When I go to the Hacker Valley I will find the best place and eat baaaacon!
And for anybody reading this, the wagon train master of all masters might change the fates.