November 7, 1805 Columbia Gorge

We made it to the ocean today! The smell is salty, and brilliant. Very different from the mountain air, but it is a welcome change.

Bad news, we are only at the bay. The ocean is near, but we are not quite there.

We have arrived! Finally! The Indian tribe has offered for us to stay the winter, the decision is for the Corps to decide.

They have decided to stay the winter! Somehow we have managed to keep everyone alive.