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Brent C (B.C.) Moore Journals
July 4, 1997
Location: Simpson's Hollow, Wyoming -
Summary: Farson
to Simpson's Hollow -- flags, dust, and holiday visitors
Journal entry:
Someone was passing out small American Flags today, and the whole
wagon train was red, white, and blue as a result. Most handcarts
had one or two flags taped or tied to the front or side, and Bob
Johson, of course, was up ahead bearing the large flag that he carries
each day.
The only sign we had that today was the Fourth were the flags and
the amount of visitors. It is still hard for me to fathom that we
are only about three hours away from Salt Lake City, Utah, and it
shocks me to talk with people who come out in the morning and go
back for the night. For so long, Salt Lake has been months away
by wagon, days away by car, and hours away by plane. Now it is neither.
We are getting close. That was evident today as we tried to make
our way down the wagon trail (a dusty mess). Many people have driven
out for the day from Salt Lake and lined the roads, taking pictures
and offering support.
We reached our camp near Simpson's Hollow after about 5 hours of
eating dust. Most people were covered from head to toe, and complaining
didn't change anything. There are now almost 50 wagons (parked in
a large circle) and about 600 people with the wagon train. Driving
up on the scene, all you can initially see is a large parking lot
of RV's and tents. The wagons are only visible if you venture into
the middle of that mess. It is worth the journey, though; it's really
a spectacular sight. There are wagons representing people from all
over: New Zealand, Australia, Canada, and all over the USA. Speaking
of the USA, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMERICA!
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