Lewis: June 19, 1806
Hunters returned by noon with just one deer, and fishermen came back empty-handed, having broken both their bone gigs; Lewis supplied iron from his pouch to repair them. The single fish caught that evening was a lean red salmon trout, not the hoped-for fresh salmon. The Field brothers brought in two deer, while Shields and LaPage failed to find lost horses, and Frazier reported more horses had wandered toward Quamash Flats. Mosquitoes were severe, salt was nearly gone, and Lewis sampled tasteless morels. The party planned a full hunt next day to decide whether to relocate.
Thursday June 19th 1806. Our hunters were out very early this morning,
they returned before noon with one deer only. the Fishermen had been more
unsuccessfull, they returned without a single fish and reported they could
find but few and those they had tryed to take in vain. they had broke both
their giggs which were of indian fabrication made of bone. I happened to
have a pointed peice of iron in my pouch which answered by cuting in two
peices to renew boath giggs. they took one fish this evening which proved
to be a salmon trout much to our mortification, for we had hoped that they
were the salmon of this spring arrival and of course fat and fine. these
trout are of the red kind they remain all winter in the upper parts of the
rivers and creeks and are generally poor at this season. At 2 P.M. J &
R Feilds arived with two deer; John Sheilds and LaPage came with them,
they had not succeeded in finding their horses. late in the evening
Frazier reported that my riding horse that of Capt Clark and his mule had
gone on towards the Quawmash flatts and that he had pursued their tracks
on the road about 21/2 miles. we determined to send out all the hunters in
the morning in order to make a fair experiment of the pactability of our
being able to subsist at this place and if not we shall move the day after
to the Quawmash flatts. the musquetoes have been excessively troublesome
to us since our arrival at this place particularly in the evening.
Cruzatte brought me several large morells which I roasted and eat without
salt pepper or grease in this way I had for the first time the true taist
of the morell which is truly an insippid taistless food. our stock of salt
is now exhausted except two quarts which I have reserved for my tour up
Maria’s River and that I left the other day on the mountain.-
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Thursday June 19th 1806. Our hunters were out very early this morning. They returned before noon with one deer only. The fishermen had been more unsuccessful; they returned without a single fish and reported that they could find but few, and those they had tried to take in vain. They had broken both their gigs, which were of Indian fabrication made of bone. I happened to have a pointed piece of iron in my pouch which, by cutting it in two pieces, served to repair both gigs. They took one fish this evening, which proved to be a salmon trout, much to our mortification, for we had hoped that they were the salmon of this spring's arrival and of course fat and fine. These trout are of the red kind; they remain all winter in the upper parts of the rivers and creeks and are generally poor at this season.
At 2 P.M. J. and R. Fields arrived with two deer. John Shields and LaPage came with them; they had not succeeded in finding their horses. Late in the evening Frazier reported that my riding horse, that of Capt Clark (Capt. Clark), and his mule had gone on toward the Quawmash flats, and that he had pursued their tracks on the road about 2 1/2 miles. We determined to send out all the hunters in the morning in order to make a fair test of the practicability of our being able to subsist at this place, and if not, we shall move the day after to the Quawmash flats. The mosquitoes have been excessively troublesome to us since our arrival at this place, particularly in the evening.
Cruzatte brought me several large morels, which I roasted and ate without salt, pepper, or grease. In this way I had, for the first time, the true taste of the morel, which is truly an insipid, tasteless food. Our stock of salt is now exhausted except two quarts, which I have reserved for my tour up Maria's River, and that which I left the other day on the mountain.
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