It’s not like you to go the Redwood National Park, drive through the entrance, and you’re there. It’s not like that. It’s most like the road to Hanna … which is a wonderful thing. If you haven’t seen that post, take a moment and ride along with me … it’s about the journey.
The north coast of California is a large forest of coast redwoods. There’s a hopscotch of national and state parks that are jointly managed spread around a 50-mile stretch of highway … and you get to explore the parks to your heart’s content. Don’t be concerned with whether you’re in a state or national park … no one cares. It is pretty, and enjoy every second.
The Big Tree was once thought to be the tallest tree in the world … and then they found another grove of redwoods that are taller. Now, it’s just rather uncreatively named.
Big Tree, 304′ tall
Klamath River
We had fog everywhere we went this day!
In 1964, the heaviest rain ever recorded in the area knocked down the 40-year old Douglas Memorial bridge, leaving a bear behind.
The difficult to find southern visitor’s center.
I don’t know why there are signs memoralizing various “XXX Family Grove” redwoods … but there are several of these signs on the highway.
Finding the wild elk herd is a fun thing to do on your adventure through the redwood parks.
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