Saturday morning, after doing laundry and picking citrus fruit, we left Anaheim and headed north. Our first night we stayed at Joe’s Trav-L Plaza. It was a nice truck stop Vence found in his research for the trip. We needed somewhere to stay between Anaheim and Sonoma, and this fit the bill. It was cheap (read, free), and spacious.
Sunday, we traveled to San Francisco to cross the Golden Gate Bridge.
We were in San Francisco longer than expected because of getting turned around, but it all ended well, and we were on our way to the Sonoma County Fairgrounds RV Park. We had a nice evening there, and the next day we had fun on Highway 1 (Pacific Coastal Highway) in a rental car, NOT Harriet! That was an adventure! Awesome scenery, quaint little coastal towns, and lots of twists and turns.
We found a marina where we could eat our lunch while looking out at the water. We had fun watching a harbor seal and some seagulls trying to get the cast-offs from some fishermen who were cleaning their fish.
We found a place we could stop and go down to the beach. Minnie Mouse had fun playing in the water, even though it was freezing! It was beautiful!
We continued on Highway 1 for a while, then decided to head back via a different route. That was equally as scenic with forests and hills.
We had been seeing signs for some fresh produce stands, and I found this treasure in Sebastapol — Andy’s Produce. It was this fabulous little grocery store filled with fresh produce, and it was happy hour at the coffee shop. What more could a person ask for?
Monday we left Santa Rosa to make our way to northern California, and the Avenue of the Giants, where the giant redwood trees reside. It was a gorgeous drive. The road wound around the tree-covered mountains, filled with every shade of green.
These trees are unbelievable! They are so huge, and so tall. Some of the trees are 2,200 years old. Where we stayed at the Ancient Redwoods RV Park, there is the Immortal Tree.
We had fun exploring the trails right around this area, and admiring the giants. It was like walking in a magical forest!
We found a postcard with this poem written by Joseph B. Strause (builder of the Golden Gate Bridge), and I love it:
Here, sown by the Creator’s Hand,
In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand;
No other clime is honored so,
No other lands their glory know.
The greatest of Earth’s living forms,
Tall conquerors that laugh at storms;
Their challenge still unanswered rings,
Through fifty centuries of kings.
The nations that with them were young,
Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,
Lie buried now — their splendor gone
But these proud monarchs still live on.
So shall they live, when ends our day,
When our crude citadels decay;
For brief the years allotted man,
But infinite perennials’ span.
This is their temple, vaulted high,
And here we pause with reverent eye,
With silent tongue and awe-struck soul;
For here we sense life’s proper goal;
To be like these, straight, true and fine,
To make our world, like theirs, a shrine,
Sink down, Oh, traveler, on your knees,
God stands before you in these trees.
These trees truly seem as if they are trying to grow right up to heaven.
From here, we head to Oregon! So, I’ll see you at the next stop!