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Brent C (B.C.) Moore Journals
July 14, 1997
Location: Yellow Creek, Wyoming - Between Bear River crossing and
Castle Rock.
Summary: Bear River to Yellow Creek --
Cold morning, hot afternoon
Journal entry: It was freezing (almost)
this morning as we left camp. I had an extra sweatshirt plus a blanket
wrapped around me, and I was still cold. You'd think it's January.
Soon we turned off the highway and onto a steep dirt road. That
was all it took to get warmed up. Soon we were busy pulling and
singing, "For some must push and some must pull as we go marching
up the hill." We descended into a plush green valley. It was great.
Most of the time we were walking on green grass in meadows.
I misplaced my boots, so I walked in my sunday shoes for a few
miles until we reached grass. At that point, I didn't even hesitate
-- I was immediately shoeless. It was heaven. And, I wasn't the
only one. I counted five or six people doing the same thing. I can
see why many pioneers didn't mind walking without shoes. Once you
build up some callouses, the only thing you have to do is wipe an
occasional pricker off the bottom of your feet. After a few hours
our fun ended, and we reached a gravel road. On went the shoes,
and we kept on going towards the Needles.
The Needles are some crumbling rock formations near Yellow Creek.
They rise up like spires, and some locals claim that Brigham Young
used them as an inspiration for the spires on the Salt Lake temple.
The locals also say that years ago, the spires were 15 feet taller
than they are now. The trail becomes steep and curvey there, and
we had to wait almost an hour for the wagons to go over that section.
When we got there, we breezed through without much problems. Handcarts
are great in that respect -- they can go just about anywhere you
can pull them.
Our campsite was just around the corner, and we had all afternoon
to rest and even go into Evanston to shower and play water polo
at the pool. I wonder if the pioneers knew how to play water polo?
All is well.
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