Six Rivers National Forest

We escaped to the Boise Creek Campground in Six Rivers National Forest for Memorial Day weekend.  It was quiet and restful but had alot of poison oak so we couldn't do much hiking.  We did relax, however.....

We kept Boo in his bed on the picnic table
so he couldn't get into the poison oak.  We
don't know if he can actually get it, but do
know he could give it to us when we snuggle,
which is pretty darned often.

A lovely shady spot for a weekend of reading and writing.

One of the highlights of the trip was meeting Ranger Don Scott who is the Campground Host at Boise.  A passionate biographer and former NASA educational advisor, he introduced us to one of the greatest 20th century authors you never heard of, George R. Stewart (look him up).  His work, however, has influenced most of the major literary authors with whom you are familiar:  William Least Heat Moon, Steven King, Wallace Stegner, Robert Frost and the list truly is legendary.  We can't wait to find a bookstore and discover him for ourselves.  It was great fun waxing philosophical with Don, a true "on the road" experience.

Monday morning, we woke up bright and early and got a good start on the day.  Another campground experience was the Head Ranger, known as "the boss lady" who gave us many ideas of places to see on the road.  One that we especially took to was breakfast at The Eatery in Trinidad, a darling artsy community on the ocean.  Every now and then, it feels like a real treat to eat out and, often, it isn't convenient to do so.  We lucked out finding this, just as the hunger pains began.

This is the Trinidad Head Memorial Lighthouse dedicated to
those who were lost at sea.

The park and the entire coastline here is just beautiful.

We shared a "spud boat", big enough for us
and several more.

As we entered Trinidad, the fog started to roll in and followed us through the Redwoods up the coast.

Some day, we would love to do The Lost Coast which runs from Shelter Cove to Mattole.  Considering that there are no highways, no facilities and very little connection to GPS and the like, we decided not to take our chances and continued on up 101 to Oregon.