Located just a short drive from Guernsey, Wyoming you will find a sandstone bluff covered in historic graffiti. My family and I made a trip there several years ago now, and it was so cool to see this evidence of travelers along the Oregon Trail. It made me wonder at the hundreds of stories, the thousands of people who had passed along that trail, leaving one life behind, reaching ahead to fulfill a dream. Were they exhausted? Were they still hopeful? Were they regretting their choice to strike out to cross the enormous continent and leave everything they'd known, families, homes, cities. Bravery, desperation, dreams, hopes. What motivated them to venture so far into the unknown
One of my favorite inscriptions is by Wagon-master Tex Serpa, who led a wagon train past Register Cliff in 1859.
Another popular inscription is that of G. O. Willard, formerly of Boston, who passed along the cliff in 1855. I have to wonder how the Bostonian was faring, having crossed the Great Plains, traversed hostile Indian country (and heading into more) with the mountains looming ahead.
Have you ever been to Register Cliff? What would you like to inscribe to leave a record of your passage?