Wanting to escape the unending wind, we packed up and set the GPS to “Redwoods”. Having learned our lesson about camping reservations we got online (which by the way we have access because Beth has one last prereq to take online before PA school) and booked a campsite for a couple nights. On the way we would have to drive through Humbolt County, California, which will have certain connotations with weed-oriented individuals. Basically when we stopped at a recommended pizza place in Arcata for lunch we were the only people not completely stoned or dreadlocked. There even was this kid in the town square with a pet goat tied up on a string that sounded appealing given the trouble we had finding a hike we could do with Oso.
Eventually we arrived in what seemed to be Jurassic Park and confirmed the reservation and headed downhill to our campsite. Coolest location ever. Situated within an old grown redwood grove next to a racoonless stream with thick moss and ferns covering everything we were set. After a quick walk around the campsite during which we somehow almost got lost it was time for bed.
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