Saturday, August 13, 2011

Mormon Trail and Elkhorn River Crossing



Bennington sits right in the middle of the covered wagon corridor called the "Mormon Trail" and “Elkhorn Crossing” is located just 7 miles to the west.  The Elkhorn River represented the last "deep" river for pioneers heading west.  The Platte River was shallow and wide.   Often, wagon trains would have to "ferry" wagons across the muddy stream and in later years a ferry was established and operated until permanent bridges were built. 
Kimball’s Official Guide (1997) suggested the exact location is unknown; some believe the Mormons crossed near the Highway 36 Bridge and others suggest it further south or downstream near Waterloo.  The confusion is shared by maps showing the Mormon Trail at several locations; the majority south of the present site of Elk City.  
Undoubtedly, this probably is somewhere in the ‘middle’ of a 6 mile wide corridor. The pioneers crossed near Waterloo in 1847 and in subsequent years the crossing moved further upstream, west of Elk City (depending upon river conditions) providing them a more direct route to Fremont and the Platte River.
Their route from Winter Quarter in 1847 appeared to have headed northwest to the area near the North Omaha Airport (72 St and Highway 36) and then went directly south to the Benson area and then meandered along the route which later became Military Road.   Military Road is located 1 mile south of Bennington and heads directly to Elk City.  Upon reaching Elk Ridge the route headed south and crossed the river near Waterloo.
This is substantiated in Howard Egan’s journal of the 1848 migration.  He stated the “48” pioneers crossed 6 miles upstream of where the “47” pioneers crossed."  This is speculated to be just west of Elk City and near the site suggested by the Historical Road Marker (1932).    After crossing the Elkhorn River, they moved their livestock herd about 2 miles south along the west river bank.  They were raided by Indians and a skirmish occurred 4 miles further south.  This would be 6 miles, which is where Egan said the previous year’s caravan crossed.   This was Egan’s 3rd trip so he knew this trail and that is probably why they were heading south to hit the route he had taken earlier.
Some of the apostles returned to Winter Quarters for forgotten supplies and possibly additional settlers and on the way back followed a more direct route which probably went just north of Bennington.   Instead of turning south at the North Omaha Airport they probably continued due west which saved them about 15 miles or a good day traveling.   

Old Bennington residents said the wagon ruts from the Mormon’s could still be seen in the prairie near Pawnee Road a little more than a mile north of town.  Prior (pre-1880) to the settlement of Bennington, there was a settlement just north of town call Hayes which had a post office and store.  Undoubtedly, it had to be located on or very near this trail.  
I found references to Military Road as being the ‘Lower Mormon Trail”.   The Military Road was the first "established" road that connected Omaha to Western outposts such as Fort Kearney.  It was surveyed and established in 1857 and the historic marker on Highway 36 suggests it was about a quarter mile downstream of the current road.  This would be almost due west of the Elk City Cemetery.  It is quite possible the cemetery laid next to the trail before it dropped down into the river valley. 


Elk City is one of the oldest towns in the area and was a major supply hub for early settlers heading west.  It represented the last outpost before dropping down into the Elkhorn/Platte River Valley and hosted one the largest dairies in the west and the last opportunity to buy fresh milk, cheese and other supplies.  When the railroad was built through the river valley in the late 1870, Elk City was by passed and simply whithered.  Only a few people live there today.  

The town's cemetery is found on the ridge that would undoubtedly overlooked the river valley if the landscape wasn't dominated by forest.  In those days, lightning fires kept this land primarily grassland prairie.  The cemetery contains some graves dating back to the 1860's and the older portion appears to contain unmarked graves.   The stone below marks the grave of a child that was 1 month and 15 days old when they died in 1869.      

 

Thursday, August 11, 2011

A Pilgramage to Meet Family

During our home's renovation I came across the name of Betty Oft and remembered Mom mentioning we had relation in Oregon.  The fact was never told but my great grandparents had a falling out with their only son; Hans.  I Googled "Ofts" and luckily the name is not common and I found two "Betty Ofts" in Oregon.  I called one several times, no answer.  I tried the other and a gentleman answered.  I told him that Eggert and Rosa Oft were my Great Grandparents and that I thought we were related.  He replied, "We're third cousins".  It was Terry Oft, Betty's son.  

Betty Oft and a picture of her father-in-law, Hans Oft

I sent Betty some pictures and a letter I found that Hans had written to his mother after the brake up.  I discovered that Hans had married a non-German girl and the couple had two sons; Homer and Eggert.  The family left Bennington, loading up all their worldly positions and took the train to Oregon.  They bought a farm next to the Snake River.  They worked hard and prospered.  

We kept in touch and Betty invited us to meet her family in Oregon.  That trip occurred in April, 2011.  We loaded up the Prius and started peddling northwest.  We got a chance to visit our boys in Colorado, experienced a late snow storm in Wyoming, and beautiful snow covered mountains in Utah.  We stopped and saw Shashoni Falls in Idaho.  Spring runoff had already started and the river was running historically high; the falls were simply beautiful.   The fall is called the "Niagara of the West".  



Hans and Frankie Ofts home, Ontario, Oregon (1914)

Betty called and told us she was planning to visit Nebraska and wondered if she could stop by to see the house.  We invited her to say and she did.  We had a wonderful 3 days looking at photographs and rediscovering the 'family' and trying to understand what caused the family discourse.  Anyway, we learned Betty lived in the house that Hans and this wife Frankie built in 1914.  Her son Terry and his wife live a short distance away.  The couple raise register Angus cattle and crops.  Terry has a partnership with two other ranches and hold a spring auction, selling nearly 300 register bulls.  Betty says they serve lunch to nearly 500 potential buyers.  It's quite an operation.    

Betty's other son Michael is a music instructor who family had homes in both Portland and the Boston area.  They were trying to sell their Portland home.   Michael drove over and became our 'tour guide' showing us the sites.  We visited the auction house where the bull sale occurs, visited the ranch were cows were being artificially inseminated, and visited a portion of the Oregon Trail where the wagon ruts were still visible in the prairie.   It was fun trip.  


Terry Oft, Betty Oft, Gordon Mueller, Michael Oft.
 Michael and his wife have a grown daughter and son, Toby.  We discovered Toby is married and has twins; both a boy and girl.  The Oft family name is still alive!!  We also learned that Toby Oft is the lead trombonist for the Boston Symphony Orchestra. 

I've cursed a computer more than once.  However, the Internet provided me linkage with a part of my family I didn't know existed.  I find that amazing.  Our trip to Oregon was wonderful; it was a trip of beautiful mountains, snow capped peaks, roaring rivers, and spectacular waterfalls.  It was a trip of family discovery; of "new" members,  it helped fill in those missing pieces of family history; the stories that were left untold, the who's and whys.   It has caused me to reflect on my own immediate family and those of my friends.  Petty arguments, indifference's and our inability to forget and forgive destroy family relationships everyday. This has caused me to reflect and thank God for my blessings.   Gordon

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Olde Glory!

One of the features we wanted to add to our home was a flag pole and flag.  The question was where?  One of our greatest concerns is wind and limb damage from all our large trees.  We discovered that right between the lilly pool and porch was a spot where the tree canopy was open.  It was a perfect place.  Then we had to contact the "Call before you Dig" people to make sure our 10 inch hold wouldn't puncture the Alaskan Pipeline or other Chinese infrastructure.  That took two days and then we finally got the green light to install and raise Olde Glory!   I like it!

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Olde fence back up!

The old fence that surrounded the Oft and Gordon House was erected shortly after the house was built in 1910.  The rod-iron fence is truly a classic, being built in the 'blacksmith' era when fence parts were riveted instead of spot welded.   The front yard portion was removed in the late 1960's to widen the street and add a sidewalk.  Fence panels were stored in the barn for 40 some years. 

This summer those panels were pulled out and justified the purchase of a new MIG welder.  These types of project help justify my 'new toys' and I love to learn new skills.  I grew up on the farm using the old stick welder and actually still had the welder but the insulation on the leads had degraded and was not longer safe.  I took the plunge with a MIG and loooove that machine. 

A majority of steel posts had rusted off and had to have extensions welded on.  Clips hold the panels to the posts and their height is set by set screws.  These were rusted and I soaked them with WD-40.  AMAZINGLY ALL backed out successfully and not a single one broke off after setting 100 years!!! Today the fence is back up and looks beautiful.