Have you ever imagined yourself perched high on the seat of a swaying covered wagon as you crossed the Oregon Trail? Young Jeff Hunt and his sister Corinth, with their mother, found themselves on just such an adventure when they joined the great Oregon wagon train in 1843.

That spring day, wheels of over a hundred wagons rumbled onto the dusty trail that had been broken by early heroes of the West - Lewis, Clark, and Fremont.

As the days passed, Jeff rode out on a buffalo hunt only to find himself surrounded by hostile Indians, and the quicksand of the North Platte almost forced the Oregon group to turn back. But there were gay and happy times, too, as they danced to the strains of "Skip to My Lou" by the campfires, or listened breathlessly to the tales of mountain men.

But most thrilling of all was to look down from the crest of the Rockies toward what was to be their greatest adventure on the turbulent Columbia River.

From the dust jacket