Thoreau writes in his journal:
About an hour before sunrise we heard again the nighthawk… The rocks of the main summit were olive-brown, and C. [William Ellery Channing] called it the Mount of Olives… At 7.30 A. M. for the most part in cloud here, but country below in sunshine. We soon after set out to walk to the lower southern spur of the mountain . . .
We heard the voices of many berry-pickers and visitors to the summit, but neither this nor the camp we built afterward was seen by any one. P.M.—Walked to the wild swamp at the northeast spur . . .
Returned over the top at 5 P. M., after the visitors, men and women, had descended, and so to camp.
