After leaving Crater Lake we made our way to the Northern California coast to see the Redwoods. We found a lovely camp site on the beach in Crescent City, Ca. The temperatures were in the low 60’s during the day and upper 50’s at night. While we were there we hunted agates on the beach, ate clam chowder and fish & chips, watched the sea lions, and I rode the bike trail along Pebble Beach.
The Redwood National and State Parks begin north of Crescent City. As you start your drive into the forest you are instantly amazed and in awe of these ancient trees but nothing equals walking among the trees in the morning fog.
When one goes to the Redwood forest you don’t go to see “big trees” you go to learn the story of their survival, the continuation of life of the fallen trees, the surrounding fauna, wild life, and the balance of nature.
We took a 5.6 mile hike among the Redwoods, we were continually amazed by what we saw. Every sense was triggered from the earthy smell of the forest floor, a ray of sunshine sneaking between massive branches, the muffled sounds of the birds, the feel of the velvety moss on the trees, to the tart taste of a wild berry.
When we were able to look at something beside the massive size and height of “The Giants” we started looking closer at the plants & foliage. We found these proud fellows on the lower leaves of bushes and on the forest floor.
Leaving “The Giants” after spending the day in their domain was like leaving new friends. We were grateful for the new acquaintance but there seemed to be a need to get to know them better. We left with a new consciousness for mother nature and an understanding of the delicate balance of elements required to maintain “The Giants”
“The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always. No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe. It’s not only their unbelievable stature, nor the color which seems to shift and vary under your eyes, no, they are not like any trees we know, they are ambassadors from another time.”