Much exploration has occurred since the end of summer term. Perhaps too much exploration.
One of the several trips I’ve taken led my sister and I to the Redwood forest. It was my first time visiting and has changed the scale I use to understand trees forever.
The forest was lush and green. We didn’t see too much wildlife, perhaps because we were too busy looking up.
We were sure to visit the super cheesy, super tourist-y “Trees of Mystery”, which turned out to be the best thing I’ve ever seen.
There seemed to have been a fire happening near by because the forest was incredibly hazy.
But, under the cover of the trees, the haze made the morning sun’s rays glow orange.
After finishing our tour of the “Trees of Mystery”, we went on a small hike in an area called Fern Canyon.
It was very pretty.
Did you see the ferns? Growing on the canyon walls? Get it? …Fern? …Canyon?
After exiting the canyon and hiking for a short while, we were slightly frightened. One, because we didn’t exactly know where we were, and two, because we saw an ominous figure in the forest…
Do you see it? Slightly below and to the right of the center of the image? Does that not look exactly like a hooded, bearded man? Freaky, right?!
I was certain it was sign… A SIGN OF OUR IMMEDIATE DOOM!
But, as far as I know we are both okay and we lived on to see a lovely red sun fall behind the giant trees of Northern California.