This is the catalogue of my journey from LA to Seattle and back again. I hope you enjoy sharing this experience with me.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
I decided to put in another big day so I went from the KOA in Eureka to the Mill Creek Redwood State park in Crescent City. Another 75 miles under the tires. There's not a whole lot to say about the ride itself. I'm pretty much ready to be done with Northern California. It's been great but it will be wonderful for my constitution to finally ride into another state. Along the way there were some more of the grand redwood trees and some interesting State Parks with fresh water lagoons right next to the ocean. This also must be the chainsaw carving capitol of the world because every small town has about five gift shop with chainsaw carving memorabilia.
Fox Gloves: Beautiful But Poisonous
It wasn't the smartest idea to pick the Mill Creek camp as my last stop for the day because it happens to be on the downhill side of the 1000 foot elevation hill that leads you into Crescent City. So at about 6:30pm I was thanking my lucky stars that I had six miles of uphill climbing left to go. In truth I was getting pretty low. The miles from the past two days were starting to wear on me. But at the crest of the hill something amazing happened. The mist from the whole days fog started to clear and the blue skies broke through the tops of the trees. Then, because there was still some lingering fog, the sun broke shone through like rays of effervescent light. It looked like the fingers of God were reaching in, caressing his creation. If there is a more beautiful sight on earth I have not seen it. It was enough to make me stop on the side of the road just to take in the splendor of the moment. The worst part was that my camera battery had died earlier that day so the scene will only be alive in my memory. I doubt that a picture could have done it justice anyway.
Thankfully there were only a couple miles to go. I reached my campsite around 7:30 with relief and a readiness to lay and crash down for the night. But the day wasn't over for me yet. As I asked a family a couple sites down from me if they could point me in the direction of the camp's restrooms, they not only gave me the information I wanted but pretty much made me an honorary member of the family for the night. After a hearty, hot, steamy, chilly and s'more dinner the Smith family and I told each others stories and laughed together as the sun went down. Mark is a military chaplain and his wife Christy finds plenty of work home schooling their five children. The family of seven is an amazing group of people that I have had the good pleasure of spending a few short hours with. They live in the Seattle area and so I hope to see them again before the trip is over. They sent me away in the morning with eggs and ham and with a full stomach I made my way for some WiFi and a cup of coffee in Crescent city.
I'm taking a short twenty mile day today, but after it's over I will be in Oregon. FINALLY!