May 28th 1805
Prickly Pear Cacti covered the ground causing havoc for our men and the poor Captain’s dog. All the walking over sharp rocks puncturing our moccasins was bad enough…but the thorns of the Prickly Pear hurt much more brutally. Besides the cacti there were also giant hailstones to ruin our day. After many injuries from the cacti we figured out a valuable use for them. We cut up the leaf and made a stew out of it. We also took the fruit of the cactus and peeled it carefully then ate it plain.
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