Another set of photos from the Pt Reyes hike on Thursday, edited in black and white. The pacific ocean is well-suited to this kind of editing, it seems to me. Bringing out the moody gloom.
Continuing the traditional Thanksgiving hike, this year we went to Pt Reyes National Seashore and completed a 14 mile loop that climbs up Mt Wittenberg, down to the coast, along the ocean with two jaunts to beaches, and back up Bear Creek. I had a turkey cranberry sandwich while sitting on a deserted secluded rocky beach.
I have discovered that if I want to be not early for something, or even, gasp!, late, I need to plan it. Planned lateness probably sounds weird to most people, but honestly left to my own devices I will arrive early to everything all the time, unless there is some real crazy emergency or twice as much traffic as I could have imagined. I thought for sure the traffic around here would cure me of my earliness, but it didn’t. Apparently I just rolled it right into my mental calculation of when I need to leave to be wherever I am going on time (which is what makes me early in the first place, because if you really want to be on time, you have to leave extra time for things that often don’t happen.)
Being early for things is usually good or neutral, but in some cases it’s not. When it would be better to be late than early, I decide to purposefully do something I know I don’t have time for- like stopping to take pictures on the way to a party last night.
I hadn’t been to the park for a couple of months- ever since the weather started to turn hiking-friendly I got distracted from it by hiking and going to the gym in order to be in shape for hiking. In the meantime the season has changed, we fell back an hour, and it rained a few times. It was quite pleasant and interesting. I do love that low light. And who can resist a wilting rose with water droplets?
I finally made the trip I’ve long meant to make to see the giant Sequoia trees (Sequoiadendron giganteum) and it was incredible. I knew they were enormous, but it’s something else entirely to see them in person and imagine the longevity of such creatures that can live thousands of years. Seeing just one of them would be awe-inspiring, but we were able to hike in a large grove where there were hundreds of giants (Redwood Canyon in Sequoia National Park).
I’m almost at a loss for words to describe how moving it was to see them in person. Maybe I just won’t try. Photos:
This is a hike I’ve been meaning to do for some time, it just never panned out. Well, finally made it there on Sunday and did the 14 mile hike to Peters Creek, a remote grove of old growth redwoods. Most of the redwoods around here are new growth as the old ones were cut down for timber. But in some hidden and hard to get to places, you can still find groves of the old growth coastal redwood trees.
The park itself is a long and winding drive on narrow roads uphill and downhill. Hidden down in a deep valley, there is a different kind of atmosphere and landscape here than other parks in the area. Truly magical.
Tomorrow it may rain, and this weekend we fall back, so that’s the end of my after-work hiking for the year. I hate the time change. When I lived in Arizona, that was one of my favorite things- no time changes! In California, I think we should stay on DST all the time. Why does anyone want darker evenings?
Another old haunt I haven’t been to in years, dating back to before I started dslr photography. Edgewood Park is across the street from my usual Pulgas Ridge Open Space Preserve. My main complaint about this park is the traffic noise from 280. It’s audible from parts of Pulgas too, but it’s just really loud on the whole northern side of Edgewood. However, I seem to be in a mood for variety in hiking, so I decided to give it another chance. It does have its charms. The twisty creepy branches of Pulgas seem to have multiplied here, on the other side of Edgewood Road. I saw a lot of deer and several bunnies. I also noticed that they have really added a lot to the educational center and they now have a labeled wildflower garden. I need to check this out when wildflower season comes.
I took these pictures yesterday, on Halloween, and seem to have captured a bit of a Halloween spirit with the long shadows and twisty tree silhouettes.