Bud Loomis relates:
"When a certain bachelor was ready to prove up on his claim, he asked me to be a witness.
So I went over to see his place. He had just a tiny shack about 8' by 10', with one door and one window. Windows in those days were mostly of cheesecloth or floursack. Some fellows even put a whiskey bottle on the sill so they could say they had glass in their windows.
After dinner this man took me around to see his improvements. "This is my slashing", he said, indicating about an acre-and-a-half of cleared land. Only thing he had to slash there was huckleberry brush. Then he showed me the garden, about 12' x 12'. "My potato patch is on this side", he explained. "And here are my onions, radishes, and lettuce." It was a very insignificant garden.
"But I haven't shown you my apple orchard yet", he added. "Come on down to Stevens Creek." I went. There was a little sand bar about 12'x12'. He had laid it off nicely in rows and stuck in wild crab apple sprouts a foot apart each way.
Actually there was one set of apple trees in the community that served as orchard for fifteen claims. A settler would plant them, prove up, and leave. Another settler would dig them up, re-plant them, prove up, and leave. The trees lived, but didn't grow much."