The young Wyoming bride had little time to prepare for the trip to the lambing camp. The supply wagon had to be stocked with food staples and bedding the sheepwagon would need. There had to be food for herself and her husband and two herders as well as a supply of fresh water for cooking and drinking. It was April 1918 and the spring rains had reduced the roads to a slippery gumbo which clung to the wheels of the wagons as the horses followed the long road to Indian Creek and the homestead. If there were sheds for the shearers which could be used for shelter for the lambing bunch, there is no record of it. A cistern would eventually be dug and the location is still marked with their names etched into the top of it. It was a long and trying trip for the young woman who had come from a sheltered life in upstate New York but she met each new challenge with characteristic courage and fortitude. Those same qualities which helped sustain the new adventurers to this country still exist today in her heirs.