Wednesday, May 13, 2009

September 3rd, 1805

September 3rd, 1805

I am so tired, cold and hungry.  We are covered in snow and sleet and there is no sign  of a break. we have had barley any food along the way, last nights dinner was two small birds cooked with some corn. I saw our guide sharing some of his little teeny meal with the captains dog seaman. Perhaps he has lost his mind i have no idea how he will make it with our days travel on the small amount of food he is eating, acctually how can any of us? we are going to need to get some food and we are going to need to get it fast.

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