The Beauty of California

 One fine June we decided we ought to head out to see the Redwoods in California. I had always had it somewhere in the back of my mind to visit these woods. 100_5163Driving I-80 out of Salt Lake City through Nevada was pretty ugly but then we reached the outskirts of the beautiful state of California.  100_5166The volcanoes start to appear and the rocks strewn along the roadsides show when they last blew. 100_5176We made our way to Shasta California and camped out among the Sequoia.  Steve had looked at the map and said, if we drove a certain route, we could see Mt. Shasta, go visit the woods and swim in the ocean all in one trip.

So we did.100_5173 Waking up to this scene was glorius! 100_5180In our family, we always know we are where we are supposed to be when the Crow shows up. The Crow has chosen to follow us wherever we roam. This one kept greeting us this fine morning. 100_5182     As we came out from paying for the nights camping we saw her.

The Mighty, Majestic, Mount Shasta!  100_5185100_5183We drove into town to get some breakfast. Gazing at this mural on the wall of a building until the cafe was open 100_5186Very healthy delicious food was to be had and we were so very glad we were first in line. The next few minutes, the locals all arrived for their morning coffee and I only wish we could have taken the photographs of each of these unique characters apparently right out of a mix of Northern Exposure and Gilmore Girls.100_5187At night the other side of the cafe is a Caberet but it was daybreak and no such luck.              100_5196We headed up the road towards the Lady, a nice long winding road through the Sequoias and a view to beat all!100_5203100_5217100_5195100_5225I neglected to tell you, we took our friend Shelly

and her daughter Rachel on this trip100_5228I was happy to see all the Manzanita along the trails. It’s fun to be able to identify the trees and plants100_5233After that hike on the mountain we spent the afternoon browsing through the shops and boutiques of the town and drinking the water there. If I could, I would live there for the water alone. 189045_10151205947455606_548099910_nThe Redwoods were everything one could hope them to be.

Old, Mysterious, and full of that wonder we are always looking around us for.   100_5257553844_10151205946860606_1580343272_nIn the photo below it was very quiet as we spread out to find our own peace and feel the place. Suddenly a screech to scare ya to heaven came with flapping wings and we hightailed it back to the car!    420816_10151205946300606_480823420_nSee all that green on the ground? That is clover. They say everything is bigger in Texas, but I think this place has them beat to smithereens.384838_10151205946500606_263297519_n100_5261This is the photo op I was hoping for. I had always seen those old photo’s of the cars driving through a redwood and I wished to be in that car.100_5262100_5248100_5254 We had a lot of fun at all of the places along the trail 100_5247 100_5278We spent the night camped out under a ring of small redwoods.100_5295In the morning we headed for that illusive beach and were told at the gas station to head towards Ferndale on these backroads and we would find the beach. Along the way, a few miles out in the middle of nowhere winding roads, we came around a curve and saw this beautiful cemetery surrounded by Sequoias and I had to stop and walk it. 200_0058We found the ocean and made an offering to God thanking Him for all the beauty of this Earth.

and then I ran along her borders taking in all that wonderful energy

200_0059California 006My photo taking skills could not do the town of Ferndale justice so one postcard of a Hotel will have to suffice, The entire town is Victorian. The small homes to die for. The old-fashioned grocery stores strawberries were not the tastelss large varieties we find these days but the small strawberries of my youth with a taste we have been robbed of for years. Do not miss this town in your travels.200_0063We left the ocean and her loveliness to travel the scarey roads my Grandma traveled and lived on in the mountains of California, through the town of Hayfork, where they went in to get the mail and food every so often.

Then we headed back to Salt Lake wishing we could have stayed, and hoping to visit once more,

the beauty of California.

Advertisements

Published by

safetyinthefall

A Michigan girl transplanted in Utah. I am comfortable hiking in the canyons, changing a diaper or swimming in the ocean. You can find a piece of me here with my memories. I hope you also see the wonder.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s