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"To
this Gate I gave the name of Chrysopylae, or
Golden Gate; for the same reasons that the harbor
of Byzantium was called Chrysoceras, or
Golden Horn." 1848
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Thirty-one
year old Second Lieutenant John Charles
Frémont's second Topographical Expedition
left Missouri in June of 1843, and, mapping the
Oregon Trail, had traveled to Fort Vancouver.
Intending to return to Missouri through the
Southwest, he then turned south through Oregon and
Western Nevada. By January 1844, the expedition was
comprised of twenty-seven
men, including Christopher "Kit" Carson and Thomas
"Broken Hand" Fitzpatrick, sixty-seven horses and
mules, and a bronze mountain howitzer.
Update on Frémont's lost
cannon parts found

Being low on provisions, Frémont made the
decision to cross the Sierra Nevada to Sutter's
Fort in California. It was midwinter; the mountains
were covered in deep snow. And he had no
expectation of the elevations to be encountered:
We are now 1,000 feet above the level of the
South Pass in the Rocky Mountains; and still we are
not done ascending. The Washoe Indians he met
told him that it would be impossible to cross:
Rock upon rock; snow, upon snow.
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During seven scientific expeditions, covering
over 30,000
miles of western exploration and mapping
surveys, Frémont was nicknamed The
Pathfinder by the popular press,
after the character Natty Bumppo in James Fenimore
Cooper's adventure series Leather Stocking
Tales. But as Frémont's biographer
Tom
Chaffin has written, by compelling the U.S.
citizens to reimagine the geographic breadth and
diversity of their nation, John Frémont more
than earned the title.
Still in print today, Frémont's
Reports, always in the public domain,
have gone through more than 50 government and
commercial editions.
On the pages that follow (more than 200), he
will point the direction to related links.
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"Frémont's observations were so
honest and good that they have withstood
successfully the test of hostile examination."
General A. W. Greely, arctic explorer, Chief Signal
Officer U.S. Army
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The
ultimate curse of being a national hero
is that once the fires of acclaim go out, only the
ashes of criticism remain.
This was the fate of John Charles
Frémont,
for he climbed the peaks of glory to endure the
deserts of despair.
Ferol
Egan, Frémont: Explorer for a Restless
Nation
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Who's the kid? In contrast to the more
often seen images of presidential candidate
Frémont, or Civil War Major General
Frémont, most of the images on these
pages are taken from portraits made at the time of
his most important survey work--age 29 to 33.
 Here,
a Frémont image that
isn't.
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