April 21, 1863: San Emigdio Mountains
April 21, 2013
[Today] we started on a trip in the mountains west. It rained a little. A party was prospecting for silver some twenty miles west; one of the party was [at Ft. Tejon] and piloted us to their camp by a wild trail through the mountains. The miners’ camp was at an elevation of perhaps six thousand feet, by a spring, under a grand old live-oak tree. This tree was a beauty, over twenty-eight feet in circumference in the smallest place, with wide spreading branches. High, rugged, and rocky peaks rose on all sides, with more or less snow. We had a hearty dinner of venison, and then sat by the bright and cheerful camp fire, reminding us of old times. The night was cold, and ice froze an inch thick, but we slept warmly.