Oh god the horrible pain of walking is almost unbearable. The heat the humidity and worst of all the prickly pears. Our moccasins are worthless and provide no protection from these horrible plants. At the end of the day men limp around camp pulling thorns out of their feet and dressing their wounds. It seems as if the prickly is good for nothing but causing pain to men and animals. While the captains headed up the forks of the rivers they put us to work crafting new moccasins with what leather that we had. To the left is a image of a prickly pear cactus.
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