Pretty sure this was my fourth trip through these redwoods, but Casey had never been and I was more than happy to return.
Muir Woods was intended to be a tentpole of our trip and as circumstances changed it felt more prudent to follow through. The big variable was weather, and in that regard we were lucky as rain abated for the day.
What I wasn’t expecting was a near empty parking lot that morning and having large swaths of the trail to ourselves.
Those moments were glorious.
Mists from the Redwood Creek swirled with exhalations from the trees. A slight chill in the air was easy to combat with movement or hands in pockets.
There were a few challenging puddles and people, but overall? A+
Would totally return for firmer ground with better shoes.
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I emitted an uncomfortable laugh when reading this quote on a placard:
God has cared for these trees, saved them from drought, disease, avalanches, and a thousand straining, leveling tempests and floods; but he cannot save them from foolsโ only Uncle Sam can do that.
John Muir 1897
Reading stories of National Parks staff let go in the name of efficiency has me hoping these sacred spaces can hang on a bit longer.
This is just beautiful. All of it. Thank you for sharing it.