The secluded redwood groves of the Northern California coast have an enigmatic allure; they are minimally developed upon with only a soft, narrow path winding through the impressive trees. As soon as you step inside, you feel the heady silence of the forest. These are the forests I miss and yearn to visit when I’m far away.
Never before have I seen a beach where you get the pleasure of wandering through a redwood forest while listening to a flowing creek before emerging on to a tiny, secluded cove. Phoebe loved playing in the water that flowed over the sand to meet the ocean and I enjoyed resting on the boulders that gave me a nice view below. It was a pleasure to see the wildflowers and greenery of Humboldt in contrast to the dry, golden hillsides of Southern California.
While visiting Christy in Santa Cruz, I was shown this beautiful meditation temple called Land of Medicine Buddha. After driving a long and narrow road beneath towering redwoods, I wandered the trails with Christy and examined altars that visitors had collectively decorated in the nooks and crannies of the forest.
I love to stop in Gaviota when I’m traveling between Southern and Northern California. The beach is located right where highway 101 curves inland to traverse the mountains after running parallel to the ocean for fifty miles.
There are some nice cliffs where you can sit and watch the waves and several trails that lead up into the mountains. It hasn’t been very crowded when I’ve visited because it’s too far from the major cities to attract crowds but there is a small campground at the park that seems to be popular with travelers. The atmosphere is restful and idyllic to me.