Caliornia here we come...

I didn't get picture of the "Welcome to California" sign, but this is a way better picture anyway :)

On Saturday, we went to Jewls' family's beach house just outside Crescent City, CA, the tsunami capital of the United States. As you can see, the view was terribly disappointing.




On our way, we stopped to see the redwoods

I knew they were big, but I seeing them in person is overwhelming. One that we saw is over 30' around and 360' tall...another one had another tree growing about 200' up the trunk.

I guess it's fairly common for three or four separate trunks to actually be part of the same tree and root system.

We ran into a park ranger who told us that most of the trees are actually hollow. They have an incredible ability to repair themselves after damage by things like fire. One fallen trunk we walked next to was hollow as far up as we could shine a light, and it was at least 12' tall.

We had a great time, but only spent a couple of hours. The area was so beautiful, we hope to be back someday...it would be a beautiful place to spend a couple days camping.

We also went to Crescent City, which was fun to see. We walked on the wharf, which had a bunch of tsunami warning signs.

On Sunday, we went exploring. We drove along the Pacific Coast Highway, which is just as beautiful as everyone says. I was too busy taking in the views to take any pictures, which I guess means we'll have to go back again soon :)

One tour guide we had advertised feral cats in on of the towns, which we couldn't find. Ian was pretty disappointed, because that's such a weird thing to list as a tourist attraction that we figured it had to be something good to see.


We did find a really cool bookstore though. One of the rooms had old collectable books, and had an entire shelf of books related to Teddy Roosevelt. One was written and signed by him, and was a bargain at $13,500. One day...

It also had the walls covered in quotes from different books and authors. Ian managed to get me out of there without spending too much money, and after a bite at a place called "The Hungry Clam" we headed back to Medford.