A Tretcherous, Lonesome Journey

Dear Diary, July, 1806

As I scratch in my journal, the captains are riding horses further down the trail than I can bear to walk tonight. My leg is extremely sore, and it is so gruesome to try to get up and walk. I can barely put weight on one foot. I miss the captains and the men horribly, and feel lost, an abandoned pooch. I had started out this journey with the men to get away from the Blackfoot, for they have been very cruel to the group of men, and have started war upon us. I am scared here on this cold night that I just might be killed even though I'm far away from all the violence.I pray to be safe, I pray very hard to be safe.

It is now morning, and my leg hurts even more than it did last night. I am determined, and have great faith that I will be able to catch up to the men. I see in the distance some animals that were killed by the men last night. I can't wait to sink my teath into the flesh.

The meat was undiscribably delisious to my grumbling belly. I have just found some of the captain's belongings. He must have forgotten to bring them along with him. I sorted through everything in his sack, and have decided to bring his journal along with me, for it is very important to him. As I bring my head up from grabbing his journal, I can smell, and see the Blackfoot dashing twards me on their horses. Luckily, I was right by the river, so I pounced into the cold water, holding the journal above the river so that it would not get damaged. This water did not make my leg feel better at all. All these cruel people did was try to create more trouble for me. They were trying to kill me, for I found this out when I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder from one of their arrows. At least they did not try to get into the river to trap me, for if they had, I would surely be dead.

Ouch... It's about the only word I am able to use to describe the pain I'm in right now. I feel as though I might die. I'm waiting to die...

My best friends have come to save me!! Mountain Dog and White Feather are here at last!! I am so relieved to see them, for I am not even able to make it to the river to get a drink of water. They have been gathering food and water for me, and caring for my wounds, so soon I will be back on my feet. Thanks to them, I am now saved, and owe them some huge, slobbery kisses.

Dear Mr. Jefferson...

Dear Mr. Jefferson, Spring, 1806

          The journey was the Corps at its best. The journey was America at its best. Extremely proud I am to announce the success of this journey with you, and the world. I have discovered many things out of my comfort zone, some things of which include dining on suculant beaver tail, filleting fish, preparing buffalo meat, killing animals, and going on almost neverending adventures with Sea. I have also accomplished a great deal of learning and writing. I have been writing journal entries all the way through this expidition, and have been discovering new, delicious recipies along with a kick of poetry to spice things up. I really feel that you will enjoy reading through my journal, and discovering what I have done. There are many things to be shared, and re discovered by all.

PS: For my weekly labors, discoveries... for all my endeavors have brought to this journey, I believe I should be paid the grade of A or A+.

White Water

White Water

Whirling to a killing degree

Hundreds of lives at risk

In the river

The people grasp the sides of their canoes

Everything, a white stormy scene

Water with such attitude

Although it tumbles, it always gives back

The joy of the speed

Everything proceeds

River, river, settle down please

Grilled Salmon With Key Lime Butter

Grilled Salmon With Key Lime Butter

Ingredients:

5 tablespoons unsalted butter

2 tablespoons key lime juice

Salt and Freshly Ground Pepper

4 (6-ounce) salmon fillets

Cooked rice or pasta

Directions:

Preheat your grill, setting it to medium-high heat. In a pan, melt your butter, and add the lime juice. Salt and pepper the salmon, and add it to the grill. Drizzle half of your lime butter over the salmon. Let cook until fully cooked through, and add the rest of the lime butter to the salmon. Serve on a bed of cooked pasta and or rice, and enjoy.

The Most Horrible Mountains

Dear Diary, September 16th, 1805

Today, we have come upon traveling on the most horrible mountains on the voyage thus far. The treacherous climb has created many injuries, for the horses slip every couple minutes down steep hills covered in deep snow and hazardous trees. With the men on their backs, I can't imagine the pain they went through. I fear I will discover this deep piercing pain sometime soon. If winter starts to interfere too much with our journey, I'm afraid our middle chapters in life will end. I pray every night for our success, and that we will reach the ocean successfully.

Mini Venison Burgers

1/2 pound ground venison
1/2 pound ground pork
Salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 cup chopped white mushrooms (about 3 ounces of mushrooms)
1 cup chopped apples (about 2 apples)
2 ounces blue cheese (or your choice of cheese)
16 mini-potato rolls (the dinner-roll size)

Instructions:

Incorporate all of your ingredients, leaving out the blue cheese. Form mini patties to fit your mini buns. Grill until cooked, and sprinkle blue cheese over the tops of the burgers. Serve on a mini bun of your choise. I would recommend using a potatoe bun.

Rockies

Rockies
by Amanda Blau

Oh Rockies, majestically you stand so tall

A danger to man kind

A tretcherous climb

Oh Rockies, you are so steep, natures rock wall

A home

A grave to wild game

Oh Rockies, you can save, you can flaw

Protective

Proventive

Accepted

A mean frozen bully

A windstruck nature city

Oh Rockies

Oh Rockies