It seems that Los Angeles and San Francisco get all the California travel-press these days, so it’s a little difficult to make a compelling case for getting away from these quintessential west coast cities. While they have plenty to offer, few things in them will provide the awe and reverence that Redwood National Forest commands.
In a moment of sheer absent-mindedness, I completely forgot to take pictures. That’s how cool the RNF is. And since I don’t like putting things on this website that aren’t either (a) my own content or (b) content I asked a friend to provide, I’ll instead link to a few pictures of some redwood trees I found especially compelling. Good god, look at this one.
I’d highly recommend staying at least one night in the forest, but even a drive through it is eye-opening. It’s well worth going out of your way.
What’s not worth going out of your way? Paying a fee to drive through one of these hollowed-out giants. If there’s anything that cheapens the effect of sacred space, it’s having to pay to be there.
I had a similar feeling from paying entrance fees at certain churches in Italy.