Yesterday morning, I left Bellevue after a fine Denny's breakfast, and began my long, winding drive to Maryland (via rather out of the way places like San Diego.) I went longer than I plan to do on most days in order to get into California on the first day and have daylight for some things I want to do there. I went about 520 miles to a small town on the very northern coast of California called Crescent City. It has a very photogenic lighthouse.
Lighthouse at Crescent City, California
This gets me to where this morning I'll be able to get to the Redwood National Forest in the morning, drive a long the coast in the afternoon, and get into San Francisco in the early evening.
I went through Oregon on I-5, stopping only for gas and lunch in Portland. For those board game players amongst you, Oregon is made up entirely of pasture and forest hexes from Settlers of Catan. There were incredibly green pastures dotted with sheep, and deep forests where the occasional lumber mill nestled therein. I kept waiting to see a big red number eight painted on a hillside. Because of the distance I needed to cover and the unending rain, I didn't stop for any photos, but today is sunny with no clouds in evidence to the south, so I should manage a few beyond this morning's snapshot of the lighthouse.
I'm so pleased with an opportunity to take this drive. I wish you were here.
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