The Oregon Trail: The Wagon Train Trek: An Interactive Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Story About the Oregon Trail for Children (Ages 6-10)($14.99Value)

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Keep your wagon train alive in this trailblazing choose-your-own-trail experience on the Oregon Trail! With more than twenty possible endings, there are wild animals, rapid rivers, bandits, treacherous weather, famine, and even death that stand between you and your dream life out West. Do you have what it takes to make it all the way to Oregon City? In this exciting choose-your-own-trail stand-alone story featuring 8-bit art, it's 1850 and you are leading a whole covered wagon train with your family on a 2,000-mile trek on the Oregon Trail. Wild animals, natural disasters, unpredictable weather, famine, fast-flowing rivers, strangers, and sickness stand in between you and your destination: Oregon City! Do you have the smarts and skills to keep everyone safe and together on the Trail? Which path will get you safely across the country? With twenty-three possible endings, choose wrong and you'll never live out your dreams. Choose right and blaze a trail that gets you closer to Oregon City! Twitter: @oregontrail Facebook: facebook.com/oregontrail/ Your choices determine the fate of everyone in your wagon train. Choose Your Own Path: You are the leader! Make critical decisions that determine if your wagon train survives the 2,000-mile journey to the West. - Dozens of Dangers: Face off against rattlesnakes, bandits, raging rivers, and deadly diseases like cholera and dysentery. - Multiple Endings: With 23 possible outcomes, every choice matters. Will you reach Oregon City, or will your journey end in disaster? - A Nostalgic Throwback: Perfect for fans of the original computer game, this survival adventure features iconic 8-bit illustrations throughout the book. “Rise and shine!”      You roll over and groan. It’s just before dawn at Gardner Junction, where the Oregon Trail and Santa Fe Trail split off. Pa and Ma have already risen with the other wagon-train families. They are feeding the oxen and preparing a hot breakfast over the campfire.      It’s been nearly fifty miles since you, Pa, Ma, and your two Newfoundland dogs, George Washington and King George III, left Independence, Missouri. It was the last major settlement before starting on the Oregon Trail. Pa is a doctor who has received an invitation to help start a practice out in Oregon City. Doctors are desperately needed in the West, and your family couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Not only is he the doctor caring for your entire wagon train, but he’s also the leader. There are six wagons in total—one man, Mr. Mason, is a banker with two wagons. Your family owns one, and the other three wagons belong to the Whittakers, the O’Neils, and the Joneses. As the wagon-train leaders, your family is responsible for making sure everyone gets to Oregon City safely.      So far you’ve crossed over pleasant open prairie and gentle hills, but the Trail will only get more difficult from here. The stopping points and trading posts are few and far between, so you must ration your food and plan your travel route carefully. The land will become rockier and more treacherous, and sudden storms could wipe out your entire wagon train in an instant. Accidents are common on the Trail, as well as sickness and even death.      You’ve already been walking nearly eighteen miles a day since leaving Independence, but you’d like nothing more than to roll back over and sleep just a few more minutes.      “Hurry up before breakfast has come and gone!” Pa flips the bacon. “Up and at ’em. Slugabed didn’t even hear the morning bugle!”      You hear the sizzle of bacon. The delicious smell wafts into your tent.      One of your dogs starts whining. Pa laughs. “All right, you scoundrel, you’ll get your food in a minute.”      You can’t let your dogs get to the food before you! You quickly dress, put away your bedroll, and clamber out of your tent. The grass is soft and green beneath your feet, and bunches of sunny yellow wildflowers sway in the cool April breeze. You know it isn’t always going to be this pleasant on the Trail, but right now, all you care about is bacon.      King George III and George Washington bound up to you, covering you with slobbering licks. You laugh and push them away.      “I’m awake, I’m awake!” You take a seat next to Pa and help him pour cups of coffee for everyone.      Ma enters your small camp, pulling your dairy cow behind her. “Don’t let those dogs near that food! There’s plenty of rabbits about.”      “Did Trixie wander off again? ” You take a bite of bacon. “That blasted cow!”      Ma nods, tying Trixie carefully to the back of the wagon. “We need to make sure she’s always tied up during the night. I don’t know how she got free. Don’t we have dogs to herd her back in?” She shoots a dry look to both the Georges. They just wag their tails. “Hmph! No tasty bacon for you lazy hounds.”      King George plops to the ground with a huff.      You slip the massive, shaggy dogs each half a bacon strip anyway. Their tails wag gratefully.