Here's a typical morning getting ready for the road. Where are we? Where do we want to go? What's the weather like when we get there? Today's decision was a big one. It was either follow the coast line all the way down to San Fransisco and miss the Lassen Volcanic National Park or head back east across the mountains. We opted for the latter. The next couple of weeks will be spent in the forests rather than on the coast. Before making that turn though we dropped south to Loleta, CA. Bear River casino gave us a free place to park. That meant Shirley could be unhooked and we dropped further south to tour the Avenue of the Giants.
The towering redwoods were 12ft across, 250ft high, and cresting 2,000 years old. It was an awe inspiring thing to see in person. Our drive down the avenue graced us with another surprise. Gravel sandbars off the highway open to vehicle use. A chance to drive in loose river gravel you say? Absolutely.
The video doesn't fully show the awesomeness of what is happening here. Our faithful TOAD (RV towed vehicle) is more than just a jeep to us. She's 19 years old and has 147k miles on the clock. We are 2,300 miles from home and at least 30 miles to the closest town. A breakdown here would be a nightmare. No friends, no tools, no tow strap. These are the things that run through my mind as it wades through 6 inches of loose gravel.
With the trip completed we end up back home for the night. What will we do tomorrow? Guess we'll see...