August 11, 1804
The Captains climb a high hill and place a flag on the grave of Blackbird, an Omaha chief who actively traded with the whites. They continue up the Missouri River camping near present Badger Lake, Iowa.
Capt. Lewis myself & 10 men assended the Hill on the L. S. under which there was Some fine Springs to the top of a high point where the Mahars King Black Bird was burried 4 years ago
August 11, 1805
Lewis waves a red blanket to invite a Shoshone warrior to come him, but the warrior gallops away. Lewis camps at present Shoshone Cove hoping more Shoshone will arrive. Clark is on the Beaverhead River with the canoes at 3000 Mile Camp.
unloosing my blanket from my pack, I mad him the signal of friendship known to the Indians of the Rocky mountains and those of the Missouri, which is by holding the mantle or robe in your hands at two corners and then throwing up in the air higher than the head bringing it to the earth as if in the act of spreading it, thus repeating three times. this signal of the robe has arrisen from a custom among all those nations of spreading a robe or skin for ther gests to set on when they are visited. this signal had not the desired effect
August 11, 1806
Lewis is shot in the buttocks in a hunting accident. Just a few miles down the river near present Four Bears Village, North Dakota, Clark meets two white traders who were robbed by the Sioux. They share news of the keelboat's return trip.
we fired on the Elk I killed one and he wounded another, we reloaded our guns and took different routs through the thick willows in pursuit of the Elk; I was in the act of firing on the Elk a second time when a ball struck my left thye about an inch below my hip joint, missing the bone it passed through the left thye and cut the thickness of the bullet across the hinder part of the right thye; the stroke was very severe; I instantly supposed that Cruzatte had shot me in mistake for an Elk as I was dressed in brown leather and he cannot see very well