We missed the Elk Watching Center near Dean Creek…never saw
the sign and, without a street address, the GPS can’t find most stuff. We noticed most of the sand dunes along the
ocean were almost as tall as the Sitka spruce trees the area is noted for
according to guide book. The weather was
still breezy and chilly which didn’t stop a lot of people from enjoying the
viewpoints. I did go down a path that
led to a crossover and down to the beach staircase which I used to get on the
beach. Distances are deceiving: the beach was a lot longer than the path I
had been on along the cliff. Then I came back to where we were parked and had
to make stops at each platform going back up to the parking lot to catch my
breath. That’s what living in Florida
for over forty years does to a person.
The road changed elevations quite a bit and was very curvy
with no guardrails on the shore side. As
I get vertigo in those situations, I mostly looked at the roadway or at the
cliff on the opposite side of the road.
Our final destination in northern California was the Prairie
Creek Redwood State Park where we were assured we would see elk in the meadow…they even had
benches to sit on…..for hours and they were a no show!
We stopped at Trees of Mystery going back north on US 101
where Paul Bunyan and Babe stand guard at the entrance. We took the shuttle to the ski gondola which
then took us up and back from the viewing platform. We still were not anywhere near the top of
the redwoods! The trail back down was
downhill (I was assured by the attendant) with some level sections, so, Frank
took the shuttle and I took the trail so I could get photos of the chainsaw
sculptures along the way. About an hour
later, I arrived back at the entrance.
I don't know how I disappeared from this photo!!! Frank took two of me in front of this gigantic redwood....I don't know how to photo-shop someone out.....
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