Lewis: July 24, 1806
Camped on the plains, Lewis briefly glimpsed the sun at 8 A.M. and took an altitude reading, but clouds and steady rain prevented him from finishing his planned observations. He decided to stay another day hoping for clear weather. The party ate mush made from their last bread of cows root and a few pigeons, as hunters returned empty-handed reporting no game within 6-8 miles. Cold wind and rain made conditions miserable. Wolves visited camp, and Lewis wounded one; he noted the smaller species barks like a dog.
Thursday July 24th 1806. At 8 A.M. the sun made it’s appearance for a few
minutes and I took it’s altitude but it shortly after clouded up again and
continued to rain the ballance of the day I was therefore unable to
complete the observations I wished to take at this place. I determined to
remain another day in the hope of it’s being fair. we have still a little
bread of cows remaining of which we made a kettle of mush which together
with a few pigeons that we were fortunate enough to kill served us with
food for this day. I sent the hunters out but they shortly returned
without having killed anything and declared that it was useless to hunt
within 6 or 8 miles of this place that there was no appearance of game
within that distance. the air has become extreemly cold which in addition
to the wind and rain renders our situation extreemly unpleasant. several
wolves visited our camp today, I fired on and wounded one of them very
badly. the small speceis of wolf barks like a dog, they frequently salute
us with this note as we pass through the plains.
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Thursday, July 24th, 1806. At 8 A.M. the sun appeared for a few minutes and I took its altitude, but it shortly clouded up again and continued to rain the rest of the day. I was therefore unable to complete the observations I wished to take at this place. I decided to remain another day in the hope of fair weather. We still have a little bread of cows remaining, of which we made a kettle of mush, which, together with a few pigeons that we were fortunate enough to kill, served as our food for the day.
I sent the hunters out, but they shortly returned without having killed anything and declared that it was useless to hunt within 6 or 8 miles of this place, as there was no sign of game within that distance. The air has become extremely cold, which, in addition to the wind and rain, makes our situation extremely unpleasant.
Several wolves visited our camp today; I fired on and wounded one of them very badly. The small species of wolf barks like a dog, and they frequently greet us with this sound as we pass through the plains.
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