Across the Great Divide

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Terry and I we have been following the Oregon Trail for hundreds of miles through 3 states so far and my respects go to the hardy souls who crossed this country so many years ago. The wind is constant and there are snow drifts as far as the eye can see.
I have often wonder what other era that I would like to live in.
Being a rugged pioneer is not one of them.
As I recline in a heated car seat, listening to music and crossing the Continental divide at 7000 feet, I picture those families in buck boards and Prairie schooners and can’t fathom the hardship.
It gives me pause to wonder what were they running from or what were they seeking?