May 30, 1841

Sunday, 30th. Nothing of importance occurred — distance about 15 miles — grass mingled with rushes afforded our animals plenty of food of the best quality. Game appeared to increase, though but one deer and one antelope were brought in.

Another ho-hum entry. I promise it will get more interesting soon. At this point these greenhorns must have thought that traveling to California was easy-peasy.

The Big Blue River in flood, May 2005. You can tell it is the Big Blue because it has a sign.

About nancyleek

Nancy is a retired librarian who lives in Chico, California. She is the author of John Bidwell: The Adventurous Life of a California Pioneer.
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