Staci wanted to see the Oregon Trail. So we drove on the actual Oregon trail in the middle of Nowhere, then we went off to the far end of nowhere. On this 3 hour trek in our modern day covered wagon Denali 3500 Dually Truck with the 400 horses pulling it. It was still brutal, so it did give me an appreciation for what the pioneers experienced just a little.
So if you look hard, really hard you can see the wagon ruts to the right of Staci. At least Staci tells me that is what they are. Notice also there is nothing out here. Nothing I say. This is pretty much what we drove through for 33 miles and never saw another Person. Wonder Why????
Believe it or not out in the far end of nowhere there was a book you could sign that said you were on this part of the Oregon Trail. Surprise we were the only name in it. Imagine that I told Staci, it was so hard to believe no one else had been out here, in like forever. But you have proof that we were there in a book.
Some of the Local giving us Directions. Youuuuu are so lost they told us. I believed them, but staci was convinced we were headed down the right trail.
This map sign would have been a lot more helpful if it had been on the entrance trail we came in on. I think it should have said you are Lost right here. Still it really didn’t depict the dirt road we were on so I am not really sure what benefit it would have been if we had it anyways.
We did finally make it out of the Trail to nowhere and meandered over to Independence Rock. There is more history here than you can imagine and Staci was in Heaven. There is no way I can tell you all about the Rock, but it is big in the history of the Oregon Trail.
Staci was really bummed she could not touch this area of Independence Rock. Then I pointed out we could climb on it over there. Wa La problem fixed.
Ta Da Standing on Independence Rock. Staci is excited and telling me do not move because the Rock was steep and slippery.
Just down the road from Independence Rock was a Place where you could see the Hand Carts people pulled on the Oregon Trail. The one you see in the Photo we actually pulled around a small trail to get a little taste of pioneer life. Staci told me let’s keep using the Denali truck wagon to travel. I agree Baby.
Although I did say in this Post we traveled where none had gone before, I would like to say I was glad that I was able to do it with my wife. Besides what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and I think this sort of fit in the Oregon Trail Theme. Do not attempt this without Food and Water if you think you would like to follow in History. Of course you could drink from the poisonous waterhole on the Trail that surprisingly was well marked.