Near Henderson

Sunday, November 29th, 1818

A thick fog, which overhung the valley this morning, prevented us from quitting our camp at an early hour. When sufficiently clear to discern our way, we ascended the river-hills on our left, and took a south-south-east course across the highlands, and after travelling twelve miles, encamped in a deep ravine after dark, as we were unable before to find water. Nothing can exceed the roughness and sterility of the country we have to-day traversed; and the endless succession of steep declivities, and broken, rocky precipices, surmounted, added to a languor consequent to our situation, has rendered the day's march unusually fatiguing.

-Henry Schoolcraft