Humboldt Redwoods State Park

We entered through the Avenue of the Giants.  Pulling a 31 foot trailer behind a 21 foot truck with 300 foot trees touching the edge of the road is slightly stressful, especially when you can see impact marks 10 feet up the trees from previous trailers.  We stopped at the visitor center to help find our campsite and have a breather. 

We decided to enter the theatre room where they were showing a National Geographic show on the Redwoods as Georgia was keen for a ‘movie’.  Georgia was being quite particular about where each of us should sit and a little noisy.  We took her out at one point and told her she had to be quiet or we would leave.  We went back in and she was asking Tim to move seats.  Then it happened, and took us aback.  A woman turned to Karen and said, “you should leave”.  We couldn’t believe it.  It was a free 30-minute movie with 7 people in it, where the woman and her husband walked in late for the start.    It wasn’t like premier opera at $100 a ticket.  Can you tell that this bugged us?  For the rest of the day, it did really, maybe still does.  We decided either she never had children and needed to teach them to sit in a theatre or was a bitter person or just liked being self-righteous.  It is just so shocking after all the people who have loved having Georgia around.  Rant over.

When we got into our campsite, we were blown away by the redwood forest it was within.  Trees everywhere, and big ones.  Karen was driving and needed Tim to get out with the walkie-talkie even before we got to our site.  Luckily we didn’t hit anything.  The site was beautiful…and dark.  It reminded Karen of the Twilight book series where vampires could walk freely in the northwest US, because there was never sunlight.

We headed out for a hike amongst the huge trees and to the river.  There were clovers and ferns and poison oak, luckily we escaped any impact, but now we know what it looks like.

The next day we went for a hike in the old growth area of the park and it was even more beautiful with carpets of clover and ferns that traversed felled, humongous redwood trunks.  With Tim feeling a little under the weather (we all got a little cold/sick, we decided to take it easy and go to a swimming hole along the river}. 

In the evenings, Karen and Tim were thrilled, because Georgia was playing her first active game of ball, chasing, kicking, throwing and stealing with her mum and dad.