Bullard’s
Beach State Park
It’s
important to brake for pedestrians
About
fifteen miles.
It’s
hard to get a campsite at Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. It’s so
popular. But we managed a spot for one night and took it. It’s an
amazing place. And the one campsite that was open was very nice.
Lots
of big trees.
Unmolested.
A
picture of Jesse.
And
a river.
Evening
light.
The
mountain came out a little.
Then
it came out a lot.
We
drove on to Crescent City and found a campsite in the redwoods.
So
secluded we didn’t need to put up any of the window curtains.
It’s
a wonderful forest. Some of the trees that remain are big.
Some
of the trees that were here before were Really big.
Logging
started as early as the 1850s, but the biggest trees were relatively
safe. It took an entire crew over a week to fell and process just one
tree, so they focused on the more manageable ones. With modern machinery
though, the old growth in this area was logged out mostly in the 1940s and
1950s. Some of those big trees were two thousand years old. Some
forest has been preserved and we can expect it to return to mostly normal in
another thousand years or so.
We
did pay $5.999 though.
We
came to Mount Shasta to get a close-up look at it. A cold rainy cloudy
day, this is the best we got.
Looking
back down from as high as we could drive, we got this shot of Mount
Shasta’s mini me though.
Our
next-door neighbor.