Our cottage in Klamath, CA was a delightful place to stay. The owners left fresh eggs, bagels, yogurt, coffee, tea, jelly, juice.everything you could want for breakfast. Not all Airbnb owners are that thoughtful. We were out in the country so this was very much appreciated
As we were pulling out to leave, we saw a down the street, waving. We stopped and gas a great conversation with our inner, Sally. The Airbnb we rented was her home place. Her mother raised 10 children there. Sally returned from Pennsylvania 10 years ago and started her Airbnb business.
Sally shared so much history with us and suggested several places to visit. Her mother was Yurok Indian as are most of the people who live in and around Klamath. Her tip for cheap gas.buy it on the Indian Reservation.
Once we left Hunters Creek we headed down Highway 101. We crossed a really neat bridge called The Golden Bears Bridge. It had 2 Golden near statues at e h end of the bridge. We saw a sign for the drive thru tree so we had to stop. Thats one thing I love about this trip is we stop
The drive thru tree was a giant redwood carved out so cars could drive thru. The entrance was unmanned but had a place to drop the fee and a sign that said we trust you to do the right thing. It was a while $5.00! Of course our vehicle couldnt drive through. We could have made the width but there wasnt enough length to get squared up enough to drive straight through.
Next up we turned off on the Newton B Drury Scenic Parkway. The road took you off 101 through the giant redwoods, through Prairie Creek Redwood State Park, near The Big Tree, then back onto 101. We learned that Redwood National Park was made up of three smaller State Parks. Two of them were eight about the California State line so we missed them
Prairie State is in Yurok Territory and is operated by tribal members. I met the nicest young man who loves to talk about his heritage and was so proud to be full blooded Yurok. His name was Cocheese. I really enjoyed talking with him.
Beautiful stones right along the beach. It was at Patricks Point State Park. It was a hike down to the beach but we couldnt believe how far down it was. The people looked like tiny ants from the top. Everyone we met said the trail was tough but worth it so We decided to give a try.
Even rough they dont do it justice, youve got to look at the pictures of the path. There were stones, roots, steps, but most all the trouble was at the bottom. It has rope steps that moved if you stepped on the wood but there were big rocks In between that made it nearly impossible to climb down. We made it and were so glad. The surf was rough. Looking for stones was fun, but most importantly was this is where Terry, Karen, and Ed put their toes in the Pacific Ocean for the first time!!
Terry scoured the beach for walking sticks to help us get back up the treacherous part of the steps. Karen took pictures. Ed and I filled our pockets full of rock. Hopefully some
Our next stop was the gold rush town of Eureka. It is a historic old town with over 150 Victorian homes many of them are beautiful. Sadly many of them are rundown.
Last stop was a quick detour to another grove of giant redwoods. I caught a couple of good pictures there especially with the sun going down.
The drive to our Airbnb was long and late. Best part was all the great sunset pictures I took and just the beauty of the coastline.
I knew this next Airbnb was going to be tricky to find in the dark. It was out in the country but was in a grove of giant redwoods. It had been recently remodeled and I was really looking forward to staying here. It looked so peaceful. Now pictures can be deceiving and that was the case here. The more we turned and drove up roads the more narrow they got and you felt like you were creating a scene out of deliverance. If I had been alone I would have turned around. It
almost looked like one of those scenes where you might be entering a secret like in VirginRiver.
