by LAUREL BECKLEY
The Oregon Trail by Portland Center Stage | Flickr
You started from Independence, Missouri. It is 1848.
There should be other starting points, but right now this is the only one. Later, maybe, there will be more places to choose from. More years from which to depart even, as though you are a time-traveling pioneer treating dates like a rolodex, flipping past each one to find the perfect month, the ideal year, the best location.
Unfortunately, in this version you only depart from Independence, Missouri, and only in 1848.
At least you have options on the month.
Okay, not you. You don’t choose anything.
Your fearless leader does. They make all the decisions, and you are along for the ride, whether they decide to leave in March when it is freezing or August when the plains boil and you’re certain to die of exposure in the Rockies. They choose what supplies you bring, how fast you go, how much you eat and they even have the option to rename you.
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