May 24, 1864: Hayward
We left San Francisco [this] afternoon…All were delighted to get off again. Before leaving we had a pleasant little dinner at a French restaurant and in the evening three of us called on J. Ross Browne. We had a very jolly time; he drew an amusing caricature of us, with our big boots, woolen shirts, and closely cropped hair.
The party consists of Hoffmann, King, Gardner, and Dick. The first two have been with me much before. Gardner is a very nice young man, an engineer. He and King give their time, the Survey paying only their traveling expenses in return for their time and labor. Dick is a young man from Pike,2 who goes as packer, etc.—a very good fellow, but most unfortunately knows nothing about packing, so we have to teach him and I think that he will do well. Packing is an intricate art. To put a load of baggage on a mule and make it stay there, and at the same time not hurt the mule, is a great art. We have but two pack-mules, scarcely enough, to tell the truth.
We came on eighteen miles and stopped at Haywards…and were nearly devoured by mosquitoes.