The Hard Day in The Life of a Pioneer on The Oregon Trail...
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- čas přidán 3. 06. 2024
- Close your eyes for a moment… Imagine the sound of prairie grass whipping in the wind, the whistling and whispers of mother nature breaking the silence of an otherwise empty plain. Imagine the smell of fresh Earth rolling and spinning beneath the creaking wagon wheels below you. Dust clouds dance like smoke towers over an evening campfire, the ash, grease, and fried bread filling your nostrils with hope after a tiresome day’s journey. As the sun sets, you find the comfiest swatch in a bundle of worn blankets and lay on flat ground as the fireflies announce the oncoming night. In the distance, you may hear the call of a coyote making an early headway on his dinner, the anxious mules and livestock grunting in the dark. You don’t know what the next day will bring, but you know it’s one day less between you, your destination, and the expansive wilderness in between. All is well…
Often, this is the naive romanticism you see written regarding the legendary Oregon Trail and the quests to conquer its trials by settlers who attempted to travel it. Rarely was the journey this docile or serene -- the Oregon Trail was filled with hardships, disease, and death. The only accurate detail of the prior passage might be the relief felt as dusk gave way to dawn and the migration was one day shorter. To paint a more accurate picture of what it was like to traverse the frontier, we’re time traveling back 175 years to prove a day-in-the-life glance of the Oregon trail, and the ruthless intensity faced by those who lived it -- if they were lucky enough to survive and tell the tale…
0:00 Introduction
1:55 Morning
10:13 Afternoon
12:53 Evening
Music produced by CO.AG: / @co.agmusic
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Just found your channel and really enjoying it. Commenting for the boost!
The thought of getting shot full of arrows would have had me more than likely a non pioneer 😂
Until you got the thought of sharing some whiskey, blurring their vision and stealing it all under the banner of "Manifest Destiny" while never acknowledging the government of the society you belong to is based on one the first encountered, the Haudenosaunee, instead you're hiding a showing of humility.
@@Jason-hg1pcwhat?
@@Timbergal Look up Haudenosaunee, or don't you have a library card?
@@Timbergal How?
Not to mention SURVIVING getting scalped!
Another great upload filled with great stories! Keep up the good work guys and gals!
Thank you so much, Jon! We'll see you at the next installment.
Maybe you should make one about all the positives about the Oregon trail. I'm sure they weren't always bored, always forlorne.
Love the narratives voice,great story. Thank you!
Excellent! I'm fully caught up on your videos and was waiting on the next upload. Think I'll save it for my plane ride home but liked it and comment for the algorithm
We sincerely appreciate it! Regular viewers like you mean so much to the channel. Enjoy!
This was really cool thankyou for posting it. I'm a high maintenance unstable diabetic I think I would have made it about a week 🤣
I realized years ago that I was born 120 years too late, and not a day goes by that, strangely enough, I don't wish I had lived and been a pioneer back then.
I am the same way. So much so, I became a filmmaker and finished a script that deals with this era. I also make a point to watch as many westerns as possible, and have visited many museums that about this time in history. I feel like I am in the wrong time.
I respect y’all because I can’t. I need a functioning toilet and some toilet paper.
Join a biker gang. They're more similar to their ancestors than the descendants you find there.
Clearly, you are not of the female persuasion.
I presume none of you are women.
Talk about a sanitized version of the Oregon Trail.
subbed!
Believe me you would have wanted to walk out here. Riding in a wagon didn't happen for the most part.
Yep. Most of us do know that.
Spare a moment for the settler's a nd what they had to endure before u complain about nowadays comfortable and cosy lifestyle!
Check the dates...I don't think crochet was invented during the Oregon trail days....
Needle point, embroidery, knitting, yes....crochet... idk.
I don't think that the term Cowboy fits well
for the immigrants of the Oregon trail.
You have a ball point pen and modern rebar, anachronisms,
at the time of the Oregon trail.
I truly enjoy your delivery.
Buckaroo
Over done friend,less is more.
How did they wash ?
@14:42 Where did they post their letters? Do you think they had spare paper and ballpoint pens? An established Postal Service?
The post service was started in the constitution. Before that letters were carried by ships.
Men were having conversations while the women were gossiping huh?
@6:04...so THAT's why they're known by the Natives as "pail-faces"!
Why don't they just boil the water??
Very unrealistic to me.