I’ve walked past this log so many times….finally noticed it this evening.
Look at those character lines. Don’t you want to get out a saw, a plane, some urethane?
Look at all the sweet botanicals that have set up housekeeping in its nooks and crannies.
And it lies there with a view many of us would die for.
Heckuva wave to put that big chunk so far above the usual waterline.
I’ve shared with you many details of the California North Coast, but not really shown you the shoreline.
Monumental task, actually, because it runs for more than a hundred miles and its contours vary from one mile to the next.
But I’ve collected several pictures that capture the spirit of its variations.
The first is just north of where we’re parked. Notice the person standing on the edge of the point…beyond the fence rails? It’s a free country….
The second is 30 miles north of us, showing the expansive beach with low access from the road, and the fresh water lagoon on the other side of the road. The picture was taken a year ago…that’s our previous Lil Taxi.
The third is 58 miles north, where the Klamath River empties into the Pacific.
The fourth stretches beyond the North Coast a bit, a hundred miles north of us in Brookings, OR. That area calls itself the Wild Rivers Coast. I include it here because the view typifies the North Coast.
Finally, a sunset from a favorite view about 25 miles north…on a hill that looks across a fresh water lagoon.
One of those Shelter Cove seals was a little more animated than the others…possibly because of his more “exalted” position!
Thought I’d have a little fun, and show you his changes in position over a period of 90 seconds. You really should click on this picture so it fills your screen….
We’d read a little about a small town on the coast south of us, and thought we’d check it out in person.
Shelter Cove. Interesting name.
Tough to get there….high drama narrow road that snakes through some redwoods, then up one side of a small range of mountains, and then plunges down the other side…dumping you into town in the foothills. Stay on the brakes…that’s the ocean directly in front.
Off-season, so the place was nearly empty. High cliffs at the shore nearly everywhere, just a single black sand beach off to the side.
Most interesting to us were the two colonies of seals parked just off-shore. We could clamber down and across rocks to get near one.
It seemed like this bunch were teenagers of varying age…who just couldn’t quite settle down!
Sharing one area were a number of sea birds.
We wondered if this was a good vantage point for whale watching….wonder no more!
Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park…obviously home to many of the Tall Trees.
What is less obvious is the climate needed to support these monsters.
I’ve never been to a tropical rain forest, but this one has to come close to that level of humidity. No rain here for at least a week, but the ferns are dripping wet. The advantage here over a tropical rain forest is the temperature…mid 50s in the middle of the day.
The moisture comes from heavy fog virtually every night that lingers long into daylight. The trees create such shade from their high, dense canopy that the forest floor almost never sees sunlight. The dense growth also nearly eliminates any breeze that could evaporate moisture.
The trail we walked this day wandered through the forest beside Prairie Creek. We could hear the creek, and crossed it several times on foot bridges, but rarely could see it because of the dense undergrowth.