On our way back home from our visit to my cousin in Portland and Vancouver Island B.C., we ran into this long distance time traveler and his wife at Hood River. They had just dropped in off the Oregon Trail for a brief respite and a pancake breakfast. Interesting couple, really.
They told me they had "jumped off" from Independence early in May. "As soon as the grass was long enough for the animals," was how Josh put it. "It was chaos," he noted mentioning the thousands of people with loaded farm wagons moving on about the same time.
I asked Alice how she like the Belgian waffles for breakfast. "A lot better than our usual,” she replied. "Dry bread and bacon consisted our breakfast, dinner and supper for months on end. The bacon we cooked when we could obtain wood or dry buffalo chips for fire; but when nothing but green grass could be seen, we ate our bacon without cooking."
One of the highlights for them, had been making it to Independence Rock by the fourth of July. "Being the fourth of July, we concluded to lay by and celebrate the day. The children had no fireworks, but we all joined in singing patriotic songs and shared in a picnic lunch."
I guess, time travelers being what they are, when you follow the Interstate I-80, you never know who you might run into. Many of the superhighways heading west follow portions of the pioneer trails. Interstate 80 has parts of the Oregon Trail, The Mormon Trail, The Pony Express and was the first transcontinental highway. The Time Travelers, you know somehow, that might make a good book or a movie someday. … J