No word can truly capture the majesty of the twisting, soaring trunks of the Coastal Redwood. Frequently surpassing 300 feet tall, the redwoods stretch endlessly into the sky. We lunched on the Pacific Ocean and, then, built our traveling home.
The authors of this story headed out of camp rambling like butterflies with no set destination. Through happenstance, we landed at Stout Grove, the lush, fern-covered grove that is home to 100 redwoods.
The dwarfs ambled through the Fern Gulley half expecting a dinosaur to peek around the trees.
After our hike, we drove back to camp, and we made my birthday dinner. What a truly magically place to spend your birthday! Toes in the Pacific Ocean and Redwoods as dinner guests.
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