Narrator : It's been said that the west was won with guns and gold. It was not. It was won by the courage of simple people, who pushed their ponderous wagons forever west, through 200.000 square miles of awesome wilderness. Some were drawn by the lure of gold, but for the most part they were families, moved by the dream of a new beginning. This story is about such a family. Their name: Macahan. The sons and daughters of Katherine Macahan were destined to write their own brilliant pages into the history of the west. But in the beginning, the only member of the family who's name had already been touched by the stuff of legend was a man cut in the image of Bridger and Bowie and Jeremiah Johnson. His name: Zebulon Macahan.
Narrator : The Macahan family. Like thousands of others, came... and saw... and endured. In a sense they were a typical family but they were only typical of a very special breed of people. Their likes we will never see again. But they have given us a herritage and a courage that was not only unique, but has survived to become our great American tradition.