|California redwood titan, Stout Grove, Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. Definite neck-stretcher.|
|Wayne, dwarfed on the trail. Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park.|
|Steam rises from the road, warmed by the February sunshine. The woods, ever thirsty, drink in the mist.|
|I wonder, ss the center tree saying to the one on its left, "Hey, skinny!"|
The New Yorker, February 14, 2005
|Posing at Prarie Creek's aptly name Big Tree. Even in|
panorama, you can't see the top. It's 286 feet, with
a diameter of 24 feet, a circumference of
75 feet and an estimated age of 1500 years.
|When walking in the redwoods, one must assume the position,|
tilting our crown, to gaze upon theirs.
|Wayne, nearly six feet tall. offers some scale for this mighty giant,|
laid in eternal rest whilst it feeds the grove with its decay.
|The corkscrew tree. These trees do the slow dance together.|
|This tree is swathed in lichen as thick as some fur coats.|
|Bettles or worms get artistic on the surface of this felled redwood.|
|It's core completely burned out,|
this redwood still lives.
|Humbolt Redwood Park, Founder's Grove.|
|Stout Grove, Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park. Our first stop.|
We are currently back in the Portland metro area.