Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

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Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Armstrong Redwoods


On the way home to the city (San Francisco), Helen routed us back to Highway 101 on a narrow mountain drive that took us through Guerneville.  There, we diverted to visit Armstrong Redwoods State Natural Reserve.
The reserve is 805 acres in size, with only two miles of road looping through the forest from the entrance.  Access to the Park is free if you walk in.
In spite of a temperature of only 38 degrees, Helen, I, and her dog, Mookie, did walk in.
We hiked nearly all of the roadway in the park
If there are words to adequately describe what walking through a redwood forest feel like, I have not yet found them.  The words I know are not big enough.  Not descriptive enough.
I am struck with awe when I walk through the giant, upright trees.

Roadway into the reserve

1,400-year-old Colonel Armstrong Tree
Helen walking between ancient giants
—Mitchell Hegman

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