The Oregon Trail (no, really, for serious)
As the sun set behind us on Highway 84 our path intersected with the Trail of legend. At long last, we had reached the Oregon Trail! My Oregonian friends were tickled to no end by the fact that everyone (yes, everyone) played that computer back in the day.
All of the informational signs were super-uplifting, containing such gems as “illness and death became constant companions” and “the fragile land’s ability to sustain life eroded as the number of emigrants increased.” Looking at the atlas to see what was ahead of us, there were such optimistic places as the “River of No Return,” “Sheepeater Mountain” and “Bitterroot Wilderness.” Awesome. Bring it.