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.