Tuesday, June 19, 2012

from paradise to paradise 10-17 june


a visit to the final member of aly’s immediate family (her mother’s youngest brother) and his wife who live in paradise, ca, a small town of 30k tucked in the ponderosa pines at 1800 feet.  our time with uncle bruce, aunt sandy and rudy roo (an enthusiastic and very lovable chocolate lab trained for search and rescue) was spent relaxing, catching up on our lives, cooking, tightening all road-loosened-fixtures (namely the kitchen drain), doing laundry, washing the van, bathing gravy and adjusting the flame on our frig unit.  just what we needed 6 weeks into our trip with only 3 weeks before we cross the canadian border.

uncle bruce and aunt sandy
rudy, cooling off
from the hills of paradise, we descend into the northeast edge of the sacramento valley, one of the richest agricultural areas in the world, and headed back towards the coast south and west.  the drive took us through lush rice patties, walnut and olive orchards and along the shore of clear lake which happens to be the largest natural freshwater lake in california and is at least 480,000 years old, believed to be one of the oldest lakes in north america, due to a geological fluke.  the lake sits on a huge block of stone which slowly tilts in the northern direction at the same rate as the lake fills in with sediment thus keeping the water at roughly the same depth.
clear lake
clear lake
we camped for 2 nights outside the small town of willits, the gateway to the redwood forest, on hwy 101 with our wonderful friends jennifer and glenn.  anyone who has been in our home probably remembers all the knot carvings throughout…that’s jennifer’s work…she’s a very talented carver, knitter, crocheter, seamstress, cook, gardener and a remarkable friend.  aly and jenn met in the early 80s and have been friends ever since.  while camping we remembered that another old college friend lived nearby so we called perry to come join us for a couple of evenings of reminiscing.  almost makes one feel 18 again…almost!

perry, aly, jenn and glenn

gravy taking it all in while out on a hike
around camp, jenn knitting, glenn and buddy on their computers (life is tough!)
the gateway to paradise
we drove up the redwood highway through some awe-inspiring redwood groves.  the 32-mile stretch of the avenue of the giants which parallels hwy 101 and winds its way through humboldt redwoods state park, consists of 53,000 acres with one of the largest contiguous old growth redwood forests in the world, is something not to be missed.  some of these trees are 1,000 years old, 300’ tall and 15-20’ in diameter…enough to build several houses in today’s world.










aly and gravy with the giants
we didn't visit it, but we believe it!!!

believe it or knot!?
downed redwood
buddy and gravy
the little town of loleta was our next stop…not only because carolyna, an old college pal of aly’s and her two puppies, frank and mo (two wire hair terriers) lived there, but we think the cheese factory AND the bakery were calling our names.  you can imagine dinner and dessert that eve with carolyna were scrumptious.
loleta cheese factory with 38 varieties of cheeses--we sampled many
carolyna, mo and frank
the following day we passed the college campus and the 3 residences in eureka where aly lived while attending college back in the late 70s and early 80s.  we had a burrito lunch with carolyna and michelle, a friend who worked with aly at the bulb farm back during those college summer days.  what fun memories…

an alum
michelle, carolyna and aly
 the entire region from san francisco north is all-encompassing with some of the most magical scenery -- coastline to meadows, redwood groves to rivers.  with the sacramento, the russian, the eel and van duzen, the klamath, smith and the rogue…our chosen route took us flanking each of these magnificent rivers, amid the valleys and through numerous groves of redwoods, lodgepole, ponderosa, doug fir and several species of deciduous trees, weaving with and away from the coastline. 

we spotted our 1st bears of the trip, a small heard of elk still in a lower valley, 3 fox kits playing alongside the rogue river, our 1st bald eagle of the trip and some dazzling spring flowers. 

eel river
klamath river
meadows and valleys
smith river
our 1st bears...okay, so they are not real, but they are the bears of the klamath river
small elk herd in a lower valley
1 of 3 fox kits hiding in the bushes
our 1st bald eagle sighting
mother nature at her finest...
foxglove
pine cones
spring flowers
more spring flowers
indian blanket
california poppies
wild sweet peas
our 26 nights spent in the golden state came to an end while meandering up the smith river towards grants pass in southern oregon--some 20 degrees warmer and windless.  we camped 2 nights in the rogue river valley in southern oregon where all the blooming blackberry’s will be a pie makers delight in a couple of months. 
our campsite at valley of the rogue

valley of the rogue state park
the rogue
the rogue
bike path along the rogue
taking a ride along the rogue
river users
windmill along the rogue

soon to be pies
we’re bound for ashland to visit with friends of buddy’s and will make the trek through oregon in much less time than that of the golden state.

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