Early mornings consisted of drinking black coffee as we meandered through the surrounding woods, looking for wildflowers. Once we harvested them, we took them back to camp to look at them closely for keying. Sometimes I was the designated ‘flower lady’ who carried our plants as we wandered.
We also went canoeing down the river for more specimens. We grabbed bunches of lupine, water hemlock, and other natives.
The Redwoods always seem to trigger within me some sense of awe and wonderment, and inspire humility looking up at these great giants.
We tiptoed and peeked over the edge of this cliff to look at the gentle evening tides before dinner.
I cannot tell you enough how a camera can’t truly capture the jaw-dropping size and scale of these falls, nor the almost un-real blue water below.
We ended up swimming under these falls! The water was ice cold, and my whole body was red-numb when I got out – but it felt so wild and refreshing.