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Jepson Field Book volume 17 page 56d
North Fork Lewis Creek, San Benito Co. See p. 40 ante. Somewhere up on North Fork Lewis Creek (cont. from p. 40 ante) we stopped at a settlement to inquire our way across the mountains. We were to work over a ridge that separates N. Fork Lewis Creek from San Benito River canyon. At this settlement was a hall. There had been a dance there the night before and for the dancers a barbecue of beef had been prepared. In that cattle country they naturally selected a very fat steer. Quantities of this sliced beef, left over from the previous nights festivities, were on a bench in the hall. We found two men there. One a steady balanced fairly young farmer who talked to us sensibly and soberly. At heart he had a hospitable spirit and invited us as travelers to eat of the barbecue. The other chap was a little younger, was snippish or smart-aleck in his remarks and seemed to resent that we ate. But both of us ate of the good meat. It seemed to me I had never before in all my life tasted such rich fine-grained beef. Of course we were traveling horseback in the open air and had a good appetite; but I have had a good appetite on many other occasions without in the least remembering the food.-May 2, 1932.    ::::::::: May 13, 1907  On upper Waltham Creek we had a most beautiful camp in a wooded valley, on a neck of land where two streams met. It was grassy and clean, and the wooded hills rose. Our next camp was even more delightful; a tiny grassy meadowlet with a musical brook in the mountains between Priest Valley (i.e. North Fork Lewis Creek) and the New Idria Road; it was alive with wildflowers; the oaks were in fresh leaf; and picturesque pointed rocks rose in wild array up the canyon. Our next camp on the headwaters of the east fork San Benito at about 4000 ft. was a good deal like Mineral King at 8000 ft. The next camp was in the weirdly dreary San Carlos Foothills, the extraordinary group of gullied and wrinkled reddish brown mts [mountains]

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