teams, four days before we got there, and we beat them to where the roads come together. I make it three
hundred eighty miles by Fort Hall, and the Mormon guide makes it three hundred eighty-five miles by the Salt
Lake Road. All well, teams are fine and travel well. This is a cool day. I wore my overcoat.
|Goose Mountain Range bordering Idaho and Utah
July 8th – we started late this morning, came sixteen miles, crossing several small branches, and camped on
the bank of the river. We crossed our cattle over the river; good grass, plenty of wood. This was a cold morning,
some frost. We followed up Goose River, which is a small stream, all day, and had fine roads.
July 9th – we came one-half mile; here the river turns to the right and we left it, going up a branch one and
one-half miles, where the mountains close in so there is just room for the road and the branch; we came three
miles and left it, came twelve miles over the hills, no water and no grass. That brought us into Thousand
Springs Valley, where there is a small branch of water, but no grass; we came seven miles down the valley to a
large spring of good water, good grass and a little sage wood. Here we camped; distance twenty-four miles. We
had some tolerably rough roads and some good. This is a cool day, heavy thunder and lightning this evening
and a little rain. All well.
July 10th – we came three miles to some warm springs; leaving the valley we came over a range of hills four
miles to Cold Water Creek Valley, came up the valley seven miles and nooned; we came up the valley ten miles,
passing a number of springs, and came to the hot springs, a little above which are good, cold springs. Here we
camped, good grass, and wood within three hundred yards. Distance twenty-four miles. We had the best of
roads today, grass has not been very good along the road, but plenty of water. The days are cool and there was
plenty of frost last night. There is a great cry for provisions along here, flour and sugar are worth $1.00 per
pound, and other things accordingly. We have enough if no accident happens.
July 11th – we traveled six miles to the head of the Thousand Springs Valley; three miles to the top of the
mountain, two miles to the foot of the mountain, and in the valley, one hundred and fifty