Showing posts with label Céloron expedition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Céloron expedition. Show all posts

Sunday, August 29, 2010

1749 - Indian Troubles Down the Ohio River



We left the Forks of the Ohio (future home of Pittsburgh) and followed the Ohio River west. Our first stop with the French village called Logstown. Two years prior, the French had built 30 or so log cabins (hence the name Logstown) at this site to act as a trade village with the local Indians.


Shawnee Indians Claimed They Owned Ohio Country

When we arrived in 1749 the local Shawnee Indians claimed that they owned the Ohio Country and they would continue to trade with the English. This pissed Céloron off and after a heated argument we got back down our canoes and headed west down the Ohio River.




The Mighty Ohio River

We continue the long journey down the Ohio River until we arrived at the Indian village of Pickawillany. Pickawillany was located about 70 miles north of modern Cincinnati on the Miami River.



In Pickawillany we met an old Miami Chief who was called “Old Briton.” Old Briton received this nickname due to the fact that he seemed to favor trading with the British. It was Celerons goal to re-establish exclusive trade with the Miami Indians.

Miami Chief "Old Briton"


The negotiations went poorly. Old Briton claimed he was tired of being screwed by price gouging from the French. He claimed the British offered much better deals.



Celeron got red in the face and screamed that Old Briton would face “dire consequences” if he did not stop trading with the English. At this point Celeron turned to us and said, “Fuck this, we are going home back to Montreal”.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

1749 - Claiming The Forks of the Ohio for France

After resting at Chautauqua Lake we carried our canoes a bit further to the Allegheny River. The Allegheny River was a welcome sight as we were finally able to again ride in our canoes instead of carrying them. And as a further bonus, at this point we were actually travelling with the flow of the river. Going with the current, FTW!



We floated down the Allegheny River



The Allegheny River in the 21st century


We took the Allegheny River down to where it meets the Ohio River. At the point in which the Allegheny River, Monongahela River and Ohio meet is referred to as The Forks of the Ohio. Eventually this would become the site of the city of Pittsburgh. But in 1749, there was just a simple Indian trading post.



In 1749 there was only an Indian trading post at this site


At The Forks of the Ohio we met some British fur traders. Seeing these traders pissed off Céloron. Céloron told them in no uncertain terms that they need to get the fuck out of French territory. It was a tense situation, but the British traders decided that discretion was the better part of valor after seeing 200 armed French marines with Céloron.

The Forks of the Ohio in the 21st Century


Even at this time (1749) it was obvious that controlling the The Forks of the Ohio was of key strategic importance. As roads did not yet exist in the wilderness of Ohio Country, rivers were the primary means of transportation. So whoever controlled the Forks pretty much would be able to control the Indian trade.



Céloron placed a sign (a lead plate) that claimed this area for France. In a sense this was no different than a dog pissing to mark his territory.


Lead Plate Claiming Territory for France
(it looked better new)

Sunday, August 22, 2010

June 15, 1749 - Starting our canoe trip with PJ Céloron!

The Trip Starts!

Well, today is the start of the big adventure! I have successfully been able to join the expedition led by Pierre Joseph Céloron de Blainville. (“PJ” to all us guys).

While it is somewhat scary knowing I will soon be going into the wilderness, I will not be alone. This expedition consists of 213 French Marines. As a time traveler from the 21st century, I did not realize how tough men were during this era. I have no doubt we can handle any problems from the Indians (or savages are they are called).

We are starting our journey near what is the modern city of Montreal. Of course, during this period of time the city is quite small. And they don’t even have a hockey team!

We will be taking 23 canoes up (west) the St Lawrence River headed to Lake Ontario. I imagine I will be wet most of this trip.



St Lawrence River near Montreal


Our mission is to talk to the various Indian tribes and tell them to stop trading with the British. This land belongs to France, not Britain.