Trip Start Sep 02, 2007
8Trip End Sep 13, 2007
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We are in love with our hotel - the Requa (pronounced Rek-wah) Inn. This 1914 guesthouse is like staying with a good friend. The lobby/living room
If this isn't enough, we have a magnificent room with an unforgettable view.
INTERESTING SITES SEEN TODAY:
--A frog -
--Delicious Mexican Food: This is actually the second time we have experienced this lovely reality. Due to our west coast location and proximity to Mexico, the Mexican restaurants display a greater level of authenticity with their menu. We enjoyed homemade tamales for lunch today.
--Hippie bus - This trip may be filled with hippie sightings. Today's was one of the more artistic viewings. We only captured one side of the bus. The other side featured a memorable artistic rendition of aliens visiting planet earth.
Today we took two hikes. One to fern canyon and the other on a trail named after some dude with the last name Irvine.
THE OTHER HIKE
Wanting to immerse ourselves in the magnificent Redwoods, but not needing a trail life-threatening long, we ended up on this six-mile round trip journey through old-growth Redwoods. At first the trees were spectacular.
It isn't easy hiking through Redwoods. Their roots are close to the surface meaning each step is a carefully orchestrated move to be sure you don't trip on the roots lining the trail. We passed a man pulling off his boots and socks to check on a twisted ankle. You also have to climb over trees and under trees that had fallen over the trail.
We were getting tired. It was taking forever. Would the trail ever end? Would we get back in time for 7:00 p.m. dinner at the Inn? Would we end up living in a tree?
It took us nearly two and half hours to reach our turnaround point. We were exhausted having trekked the last mile merely on the principle of completing what we set out to do. It was misery and now we had to go back.
Fearing a night in the forest, we put ourselves into motion. Every tree in the forest could have turned purple and started dancing for all we noticed. Our eyes were on the trail and our feet moving like the wind. The three-mile trek back took only an hour and half. Of course, we spent the entire time speed-walking and avoiding tree roots, but we did make it back to the Inn for dinner and more importantly we are not writing this entry from a Redwood tree stuck in the middle of the forest!
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