Personal Narrative: The Lewis And Clark Expedition

The date was April 25, 1805. After spending 11 months traveling to the Pacific Ocean with the Lewis and Clark expedition, we had arrived at the Yellowstone River. The air reeks of eggs and the water tastes strange. I was sent upstream by Lewis to find this strange place of fire and brimstone called Yellowstone. I traveled for what seemed liked hours upstream in a pirogue and came across this strange sheep with big horns. I collected the horns intending to give it to Clark and continue upstream. As I go on my way, I start to hear a loud rumbling sound like thunder from the heavens and a large plume of smoke starts to erupt from a hole in the land. Frightened, I change my course back downstream and flee from this place of hell back to the safety of the expedition. …show more content…
The sun was rising over the caldera, shining onto the vast landscape below. Old Faithful begins to blow, filling the air with the smell of sulfur while elk and bison grazed along the banks of the Yellowstone river as a gentle breeze sends ripples across the vast Yellowstone lake. I look across Yellowstone on top of Mount Washburn and breath the crisp air as I rest. I start to hike back down among a path of bluebell and lupine flowers. The crunch of the dry leaves and twigs underneath my hiking boots is the only thing that seems to interrupt the peace in the forest. I sit down on a fallen log and take out my map and try to locate where I am in a 2,219,789-acre national park which spreads across Wyoming, Montana, and Idaho. After I find my location, I continue back down for quite a while and arrive at the parking

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