After I left Red Bluff, I visited the Sundial Bridge in Redding:
Heading north now. The state park stickers, campground passes, and brand-new parking placard on my dash read like a brief history of this summer.
I spent last night camped at Grizzly Redwoods, listed on the map as a state park but now purchased and run by Humboldt County in the wake of California’s budget issues. I’m high up in the Coast Range now, spending the weekend in the mountains while I work on letters for my Kickstarter project. Here are a few photos from this morning’s short hike near the Van Duzen river and also tonight’s camp.
Drove to a place called Usal Beach yesterday. It’s in a state park that was closed due to California budget cuts, but locals have removed the barricades and continued to camp there in spite of its official status. The road in was quite scenic, but the campground and beach had a bit of a trash-strewn, Mad Max vibe going on. So I decided to push on north and camped last night at Humboldt Redwoods State Park. The executive summary: Big trees are big. Right now I’m in Fortuna, an apparent stronghold of the West Coast’s unique hippie-but-also-redneck hybrid subculture.
Been having a fun time writing two-page letters for my Kickstarter project, getting away from collage and spending more time with pen and ink. Scanned a big bunch of postcards this morning, and will be transcribing the text this weekend.
Back on the road today. Left the Bay Area yesterday after getting the staples removed from my legs. Did a short-ish, four mile hike at Salt Point State Park, where I was half convinced that every noise in the woods heralded the arrival of an angry pig bent on finishing the job. Now I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Fort Bragg, working on letters. The drawing above is a cameraphone shot from a little “Hippies vs. Loggers” comic strip I drew to illustrate the local scene.