We started our journey to Portland the day after Christmas - big mistake. The 5 heading north was clogged with traffic, it took 3 hours longer than it would have and we ended up having to cancel our Air BnB in Eureka and find another one in Oakland. After all that mess, the next day we headed up to the Avenue of the Giants.

You can't mistake the first Redwood tree you see.

We weren't even in the Avenue yet, and we were seeing the trees, dotting the road.

I can't explain the feeling of seeing one for the first time. Being around them.. you think about how old they live to be, thousands of years old. It's magical. I could feel the life cycle around me.. the decay on the floor, breathing in the life around me.