Days 16, 17, & 18: September 5th, 6th, & 7th
Last time on The Zealous Life of Spencer Borek!!
Spencer was drag racing through the streets of Dubai when a mysterious racer appeared and started to drive him off the road! ……Okay, that wasn’t what happened last…but you are curious to know what happens next, huh? Maybe another time.
Spencer was just traveling from San Francisco, making his way up to the National Redwood Forest!
Highway 101 or as I like to call it, Advertising 101
I am making my way up Highway 101. Trees everywhere. Billions of trees for miles. It’s nothing too thrilling from being raised in the the wonderful Evergreen State. You are used to trees. Until I start seeing all these signs popping up. What kind of signs you ask? Not your every day road signs, but attraction signs. So many attraction signs. You really know how to promote yourself along Highway 101 Northern California. Glad to see capitalism thrives here, I give you props.
I was skeptical to stop off at some of these places, on a count of these signs just give you the feeling of, “COME ON OUT AND SEE THIS AMAZING THING FOR $20!” and you get there and it is a coffee mug stuck in a tree or something stupid.
I stopped off at two of these fifty or so places. WAS IT WORTH IT?
You tell me.
Yeah, that’s right! I drove my amazing car Wrex through a tree! What have you done with your car today!? It was like Wrex was blessed by the Tree Gods for being able to go through. In all seriousness though, I barely made it through. So fair warning to all that want to do this one day, make sure your car isn’t bigger than most subaru’s because it won’t fit. Thank you for that Chandelier Tree in Leggett, CA.
Where the Ocean meets the Sand
I made my way up 101 further, and finally reached California’s National Redwood Forest. All I have to say is this national park is one of the best. It has an amazing coastline, and amazing trails deep into the wilderness. I was only here for a day, and there was so much more for me to do than what I got to see.
First, the Ocean.
Oh good ol’ Pacific Ocean. The only exposure I’ve had to you is from what I have seen along the West Coast of Washington. Down here, totally different experience. It is sunny. It is warm. It is lovely. This is the type of Ocean I imagine when I think paradise.
I spent most of my time there jogging along the coast line and taking pictures of everything to see. I had the pleasant experience of playing a game of peek-a-boo with a few sea lions. They kept on popping their head’s out the water to follow me in the water while I was jogging along the beach. Nice to see I can get the attention of Sea Lions.
Side Note: Mermaids. So we all know what mermaids are right? I never saw one. But looking at the strange behaviors of Sea Lions, I can totally see it. I can totally see some drunken or visually impaired sailors think what they are seeing out in the ocean is a beautiful woman with a fin. Of course, there would also have to be a storm happening as well because really there is no way anyone sober on a clear beautiful day would think that is a human. Conclusion: People are idiots and see what they want to see. I still believe Mermaids are real though, cus why the hell not?
I also met these awesome guys fishing in the ocean. They looked like your typical buddy redneck – One short and round, the other tall and skinny. I had a small chat with them over if they had caught anything. They hadn’t. I mentioned to them I have saw the sea lions up the coastline, and they shrugged. One of them goes, “God damn sea lions taking all the goods!” I asked if they were trying to run a business, and they just said it’s for pleasure coming out to see everything, even if they came back with nothing. Probably the coolest part about these guys though, was they had a Husky. But no normal Husky. This dog was half-husky, half-wolf. And you saw it in everything about him. Straight up badass looking dog. It was laying there in the sand staring me down as if I made a wrong move it would have torn a limb off, but in the sort of way that it was respectable. A “if you don’t mess with me, I won’t mess with you” kind of thing. I want one.
In Redwood Forest, the Trees judge You
I’m kind of “meh” feeling about trees. I see them practically every day of my life. They are everywhere, everyone knows what a tree is even if you don’t have them around. But in Redwood Forest, these trees are among the most amazing trees I have ever seen in my life.
They are “Holy Shit” status trees. There are two types of trees that make up this forest. The Coast Redwood and The Giant Redwood. The Coast Redwoods are amazingly tall, reaching heights of 370 feet and aging more than 2000 years. This all starts with a seed the size of a tomato. The Giant Redwoods are amazingly thick and round. Their base diameter can be up to 40 feet across, aging more than 3200 years, and their seed starts as the size of an oat flake.
Side Rant: Really Redwood Brochure, an oat flake? Who comes up with that odd object to describe the size? Couldn’t you have said a thumbtack or dime or something? It took me like five minutes just to think of what the hell an oat flake was. Maybe I’m just dumb. Never mind this rant.
Then there is the BIG TREE. 304 feet tall, 21.6 feet around, just aged at 1500 years.
When I walk through this Forest it is quiet. Too quiet. All I hear are the sounds of a few birds chirping and the rustling of chipmunks. But it gives this impression, that these trees are truly alive. I mean like sentient beings alive. Sure you can laugh, but I fully believe these trees are aware of your presence and it is creepy.
I feel more judged in the presence of these trees than I have in church. These are the tallest and oldest trees in the world, I fully believe they have every right to judge humanity.
Side Note: If these trees look familiar at all to you, it is because you probably have seen Star Wars. This is the place where they raced through the trees, and met those adorable Ewoks. You know, those midget bears that that helped the Rebels fight off the Republic? Good times right there.
After the Redwoods I made my way to Gold Beach, Oregon and slept in my car that night.
This is Painting Country
There is something special about the Oregon Coastline, that makes it different from California or Washington. It has these look to it, that compels you to make a painting of it. It shows off the power of the ocean, rather than the beauty like California’s coastline does. Here you see the ocean slamming into coastline, shaping and changing rock formations for millions of years. The colors are just so smooth on the eyes, it really is
calming to look at. I spent most of my day here at Sunset Beach in the city of Coos Bay, OR just soaking up all the beauty of the atmosphere and relaxing.
After my time was done there, I made my way up to Lincoln City, OR. I was really in the mood to find a bar and meet some people. It was a friday night, my odds were pretty good! Though problem was these are are all small towns along the coast. I found probably two to three bars, all of which had nobody in them. I mean, I at least expected one or two lost souls spending there night at these places, but there literally was nothing. I was running a little low on cash, so I decided it was best not to get a motel room and commenced bedtime in my car. Oh how I miss showers…
The Road Home
This was it. The day I make it home. Pretty much, I just drove. I was far enough to where the familiar face of Washington was showing through all the scenery. Gray skies, fishing and logging towns. It does have a nice feel. I could have made more of an effort to blog about it, but I just didn’t feel right going into detail about a place that felt so familiar to me.
I was going to drive through Portland, OR, but I decided I’d rather skip the traffic and make my way around a direction I have never been. I went through the Shelton and Bremerton, WA, and eventually reaching Kingston, WA. Took the ferry to Edmonds from there, which was a pleasant way to close my journey.
And finally reached home in good ol’ Bothell, WA. Okay…it’s Kenmore, WA. But I spend more time in Bothell so that is home to me!
What’s the rundown of miles you ask?
Laytonville, CA to Gold Beach, OR: 242 miles
Gold Beach, OR to Lincoln City, OR: 235 miles
Lincoln City, OR to Kenmore, WA: 315 miles
I have finally reached the end of my journey. What have I learned? How do I feel? Was it worth it? How far did I go? How much money did I spend? What was the best music to listen to on the road? Can you do this someday?
These are all questions I shall answer and more, next time on The Zealous Life of Spencer Borek! Signing off!