Over the weekend, my husband and I escaped the heat of California’s central valley and headed to the northwest part of the state. Among the many beautiful sights of the weekend, we visited several big tree state and national parks.
Our first stop was Avenue of the Giants, though technically, it was more of a “go,” as we drove among a blur of huge trees lining the road.
Today’s post is an ode to big trees, mostly in pictures, with a few words added in here and there. I hope you enjoy the virtual journey, but even more, I hope the pictures inspire you to visit this stunning part of the country—whether for the first time or a return trip.
Photographs cannot capture the sheer scale of these forests, but if you ever visit, prepare to feel very, very small.
Expect to spend most of your time gazing upward, too. (I think a visit to the redwoods is a perfect antidote to all the time we spend looking down at electronic devices.)
Many of the trees have burls, and I learned that the burls contain cloned buds as a way for the original tree to live on if something happens to it. The burls themselves can weigh several tons. So imagine how much the full tree weighs! Some of the largest falling trees register as earthquakes.
The burls sparked my imagination, and I had fun figuring out what I saw in each one.
Whether the trees are stretched out along the forest floor or soaring high overhead, they hold the power to amaze.
Redwoods rely on fog from the ocean to keep them well hydrated. One of our scenic overlook stops fogged in so quickly we could hardly see beyond the edge. But the fog rolling up to the tree tops brought a tranquility with it.
I’d love to hear from those of you who have experienced the big trees for yourselves. What did you love most about your visit? Which park(s) did you see? What’s your number one recommendation for someone planning a trip?