With the rally now behind me, I found myself facing a three day holiday weekend with no plans. I had originally thought I might hang around Seven Feathers for the holiday, but it just wasn’t for me. A gorgeous, immaculately manicured place, but it was too “homogenized” for an extended stay beyond the rally. Not being a casino person, there didn’t seem to be much to do there, amidst a state with an abundance of hiking, biking, and beaches. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: May 2014
I Finally Rallied!
Since I left Texas back on the first of March, I have been in what feels like an episode of “The Amazing Race,” trying to gallivant across six states to reach Oregon in time for the National “Skinnie Winnie” rally in Canyonville. There were times when I didn’t think I would make it. There were times when I no longer wanted to try. Continue reading
Lupine, Lighthouses, and Love…
One of the scenic drives in Redwood National Park is deserving of a post all on its own. When I stop at the Kuchel Visitor Center, I am given one of the typical NPS foldable brochure maps. As I am asking the ranger for information, I happen to notice a picture on the back of the brochure. My next question is “How do I get THERE??” Continue reading
Walking Amidst Giants
After a night in the Elk Prairie Campground and the Tall Trees Trail, I moved on further north via the Drury Scenic Parkway to Jedediah Smith State Park. This was one of my favorite experiences, parking alongside the Smith River beneath massive redwoods. I had walls of green with leaves touching the rig on all three sides. Good thing I had a rally in Oregon to go to, or the Winnie might be covered in moss by now. 😉 Continue reading
Roads, Rhodies, and Redwoods
I leave Redding via Highway 299, and oh, my, what a ride! It is a gorgeous highway that mostly follows the Trinity River through a heavily wooded canyon, but what an exhausting drive! One hundred forty miles of ups and downs, and an excellent opportunity to check the status of the Tracker, as I can practically see it out the window on the continuous sharp turns! Continue reading
Heatwave Along the Sacramento River
Halfway between two of our National Parks, Lassen Volcanic and Redwoods, it is now time to stop for the work week again. I have come from the south entrance of Lassen Volcanic, so it is just another 50 miles down Highway 36 to Red Bluff, California. I have found a campground on my Allstays app that looks to be in a large “green space” along the Sacramento River, yet it appears to be in a coverage area. Sycamore Grove is a National Forest Service campground just two miles outside of town along the Sacramento River. Continue reading
Desperation to See Devastation
My journey up Scenic Highway 395 ends at Susanville, as I turn west on Highway 36 to pick up the Tracker at the bike trailhead on the way to visit another of our National Parks, Lassen Volcanic. I have read that the road through the park and over the pass is still closed due to snow, but it is possible to enter into the park a few miles from both the north and the south entrance (think of the letter “C”) to see some of the geothermal activity, as well as the historical impact. Continue reading
Shuttling the Susan River
Having lived in Atlanta for eight years, I came to appreciate my first Rail Trail. The Silver Comet Trail runs for 61 miles from the suburbs of Atlanta all the way to the Alabama border, then becomes the Chief Ladiga Trail for another 30 miles. I rode this trail often when I lived in Atlanta, and learned to appreciate the history and conservation efforts of these old abandoned rail lines. Continue reading
Sometimes, You Just Need to Camp in Town!
My whirlwind of a three day weekend, where I climbed from below sea level in one National Park to almost 10,000 feet in another was now over. I had crammed into three days what felt like a week of jaw-dropping sights and extreme experiences. It was time to go back to work… Continue reading
Suppose You Only Had Half a Day…
My National Geographic guide to the National Parks tells a story about a ranger who when asked by a visitor in Yosemite “What would you do if you only had a day to see Yosemite?,” his answer was, “I’d weep.” Imagine what he would say if he knew I only spent half a day… Continue reading