Thursday, June 17- I woke up early and got dressed in pioneer clothes -a blue skirt and shirt. I wore hiking boots, and my bonnet and apron were in my 5-gallon Lowes bucket, a long with most of the rest of my stuff. My sleeping bag, pillow, and blanket went in a trash bag. We left for the church, and got there at 6:59 -one minute before we were supposed to leave.
45 minutes later, everyone else had gotten there. We loaded into cars and took off for Cornelia, Georgia. In an hour, maybe an hour and a half, we had gotten to the site. They dropped us off, and we put our sleeping bags' bags into the back of trucks, picked up our buckets, and walked down a long, hill-filled road. When we got there, 'there' was a clearing by a river. We walked down a muddy path to a place with a sign, calling in 'Camp Nauvoo.' At Camp Nauvoo, we went to tables and signed in, then once most people had gotten there, we all sat in a big circle on our buckets and listened while the leaders and the stake president talked. They introduced the cook (Bro. McKay), the person in charge of the water and trails and stuff (Bro. Spurlock), the one that brought down the porta-potties (Bro. McRae) the people that made the handcarts, and all the Ma's and Pa's. Then, the Ma's and Pa's got up and called out who all was in their family
I was assigned to Bro. and Sis., Dodge, along with nine others. There were five girls: Me, Laura, Lizzie, Brittani, and Sariah; and five boys: Frost, Jared, Chris, Aaron, and Ephraim. We sat in a circle on our buckets and played a get-to-know-you game, and wrote down everyone's name in these cool little journals that we'd gotten.
We went back to our company's campsite, the first clearing we had gone to. Since we were the second company of three to leave, we set up our tents. A smaller one for the Dodges, a medium sized one for each the girls and the boys. I laid out my sleeping bag (the others just put theirs in the tent) and we emptied our buckets of all except what we thought we would need on the trail. Some people put their stuff in other's buckets, and even after Sariah's stuff was in mine, their was still room for the food.
The boys went to work on modifying the handcart, and we (the girls) made the flag. They wrote 'Unity' on it in big letters with a sun by it, and we all signed it. The boys, meanwhile, had gotten two sticks that Bro. Dodge brought, and put one next to the handcart's handle, for a better handle. The other went in the back so more people could push it. We loaded it up, put the flag on a stick, and set off with the rest of our company- the Ray Handcart Company.
Frost, Jared, and Chris pushed in the front, and Lizzie, Sariah, and Brittani pushed in the back. Ephraim was pretty depressed-looking most of the time, and walked either in front of or behind the handcart. Aaron carried the flag, and me and Laura just walked. I would have pushed, but there wasn't really enough room. And Laura had some problem with her back, so she just couldn't push. After awhile, Aaron tried to put the flag on the handcart, but it was falling off so I just took it and carried it the rest of the way.
The only really remarkable thing that happened on the trail that day was what we later all just called 'Mud Hill'. It was a two-mile-long, steep, muddy hill. The group in front of us only had two boys, so Frost, Jared, and Chris went to go help them. Bro. and Sis. Dodge and Aaron went to push in the front, and the others stayed and pushed in the back. I would have pushed, but the handle on the back wasn't very sturdy, so there wasn't much room. I still wish I would have pushed...but I could the second day, which was good. By the time we had gotten to the top, it was about 2:30. Bro. Spurlock, who was there, told us we could have a 30-40 minute break to eat lunch.
Back at the beginning, they had told us that today we would have something the pioneers had eaten for lunch, and that they would feed us normal food the rest of the time. Our lunch? Home-made bread, Sausage, Crackers, Parched Corn, and Beef Jerky. Then we kept going.
Throughout the day, they had stopped us once or twice to give little skits about pioneers. This one was about the three boys in the Martin Handcart company that carried everyone across the river, and later died because of it. We had left the handcarts on the hill, and walked down to the bottom, where there was creek. After the story, the woman that had told it said that the boys in each family had to carry the girls in their family across, then go and bring the handcarts down. So they did.
Around four, we got back to camp. It was a hot, humid day, but it was fun. Then we changed into extra clothes (or just took off our skirts so we were wearing a shirt and shorts) and jumped off of ropes into the river to swim. When we were done, we made a fire and made Shepard's Pie and Peach Cobbler for dinner.
But, while Bro. Dodge was cutting firewood, he cut into his hand with his hatchet. So he went to the hospital, and we ate dinner. Then, we went and listened to people talk at Camp Nauvoo, had devotional, and went to sleep. Well, the others slept, but I couldn't. I heard REALLY loud snoring, Bro. Dodge coming back, and people talking. I don't know when, but maybe around midnight I finally fell asleep.