Journal Entry

Clark: September 13, 1805

September 13, 1805
Lolo Trail, ascending into Bitterroot Mountains
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On a cloudy morning, Captain Lewis and a guide lost their horses, so Lewis stayed behind with four men to search while Clark led the rest of the party up the creek. They passed several springs, including one nearly boiling hot where an Indian had dug a bathing hole. The guide took a wrong road, adding three rough miles before they regained the route. They crossed a mountain, descended along a small creek through open glades, and camped where the mountains closed in. Hunters killed a deer and several pheasants. Snow-covered peaks were visible to the southeast and southwest.

September 13th Wednesday 1805 a cloudy morning Capt Lewis and one of our
guides lost their horses, Capt Lewis & 4 men detained to hunt the
horses, I proceeded on with the partey up the Creek at 2 miles passed
Several Springs which I observed the Deer Elk &c. had made roads to,
and below one of the Indians had made a whole to bathe, I tasted this
water and found it hot & not bad tasted The last ____ in further
examonation I found this water nearly boiling hot at the places it Spouted
from the rocks (which a hard Corse Grit, and of great size the rocks on
the Side of the Mountain of the Same texture) I put my finger in the
water, at first could not bare it in a Second-as Several roads led from
these Springs in different derections, my Guide took a wrong road and took
us out of our rout 3 miles through intolerable rout, after falling into
the right road I proceeded on thro tolerabl rout for abt. 4 or 5 miles and
halted to let our horses graze as well as waite for Capt Lewis who has not
yet Come up, The pine Countrey falling timber &c. &c. Continue.
This Creek is verry much darned up with the beaver, but we can See none,
dispatched two men back to hunt Capt Lewis horse, after he came up, and we
proceeded over a mountain to the head of the Creek which we left to our
left and at 6 miles from the place I nooned it, we fell on a Small Creek
from the left which Passed through open glades Some of which 1/2 a mile
wide, we proceeded down this Creek about 2 miles to where the mountains
Closed on either Side crossing the Creek Several times & Encamped.

One Deer & Some Pheasants killed this morning, I shot 4 Pheasents of
the Common Kind except the taile was black. The road over the last
mountain was thick Steep & Stoney as usial, after passing the head of
Travelers rest Creek, the road was verry fine leavel open & firm Some
mountains in view to the S E & S W. Covered with Snow.

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September 13th, Wednesday, 1805. A cloudy morning. Capt Lewis (Capt. Lewis) and one of our guides lost their horses. Capt Lewis and 4 men were detained to hunt the horses. I proceeded on with the party up the creek. At 2 miles we passed several springs, which I observed the deer, elk, etc. had made roads to, and below one of them the Indians had made a hole to bathe in. I tasted this water and found it hot and not bad tasting. On further examination I found this water nearly boiling hot at the places where it spouted from the rocks (which were a hard, coarse grit, and of great size; the rocks on the side of the mountain were of the same texture). I put my finger in the water, and at first could not bear to keep it in for a second.

As several roads led from these springs in different directions, my guide took a wrong road and led us out of our route for 3 miles through intolerable terrain. After falling into the right road, I proceeded on through tolerable terrain for about 4 or 5 miles and halted to let our horses graze, as well as to wait for Capt Lewis, who has not yet come up. The pine country, falling timber, etc., etc., continues. This creek is very much dammed up by the beaver, but we can see none.

I dispatched two men back to hunt Capt Lewis's horse after he came up, and we proceeded over a mountain to the head of the creek, which we left to our left. At 6 miles from the place where I had stopped at noon, we fell on a small creek from the left, which passed through open glades, some of which were half a mile wide. We proceeded down this creek about 2 miles to where the mountains closed in on either side, crossing the creek several times, and camped.

One deer and some pheasants were killed this morning. I shot 4 pheasants of the common kind, except that the tail was black. The road over the last mountain was thick, steep, and stony as usual. After passing the head of Travelers Rest Creek, the road was very fine, level, open, and firm. Some mountains were in view to the SE and SW, covered with snow.

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