Fairly recently, I decided to try to post here every other day, and I was doing pretty well, but then, next thing I knew, I was on vacation. I don’t know how these things happen! So there’s that. BUT! I have photos.
This wasn’t the usual kind of getaway. Normally, food is a big part of the deal. San Francisco, there’s no one like you. And Portland! Oh, Portland. But this time, Boyfriend and I went calmer, outdoorsier, offseason-ier, so we drove up to the majestic Redwoods to relax.
Our first day was dedicated to hiking–almost 12 miles of it, to be exact.
Mile 5 or so brought us to these guys–wild elk! WILD ELK!
Seriously… You should consider going on this hike at some point. In the winter, you’ll have the whole park to yourself. If you stop and stand still, there’s absolutely nothing to be heard and SO much to be seen. (I want to punch me in the face for saying that, too.)
…But you will want to die afterwards. At least if you’re me. That night, there was no going to get dinner–dinner came. This chow mein was SO good. So good. And it came to me, because it loved me and my sore Jello legs. I love you too, chow mein. You my only friend.
I woke up and realized there IS life after such a hike. It’s pretty, too.
This was equally beautiful in the rain and fog.
I petted this shark…
And we hung out with sea lions and seals. Can you tell the difference between the two? The more you know!
I really, really wanted to ask them if they knew the seal who bit off Buster’s hand.
Then there was pier-walking, where some good people were drinking beer, chatting and fishing for crab. On a day like this, it made me wonder if I have the wrong job.
Sorry the food pictures are so crappy, but I’m not whipping out my big camera at the restaurant… I just can’t. The Chart Room in Crescent City is fantastic… Hellooooo, under-nine-bucks carafe of wine. This is not a time to be snobby. Hellooooo, delicious fish and chips.
Chart Room also brought us breakfast and sea lion watching. The one in the lower right hand corner–the second one… He didn’t move the whole time. Just snoozing away. Why would you ever leave this place, anyway?
I suppose you could leave to go on a scenic drive. Those pancakes were supposed to provide me with energy for yet another hike (a shorter one–I’m not insane), but there was rain and muck and mud.
We spent the last day driving around trying to think of something to do. So… All I’m saying is, there was some fudge bought in Klamath.
Back at the hotel, I found webcam software I didn’t know I had. Moustache!!! Wine!!!
Aaaaaand then, time to go home.
I got in trouble with the law for speeding. My first, but STILL. However, I was one of two drivers pulled over by the same cop, and while I get to pay Speedypants Tax (it’s labeled as such somewhere else on my ticket, I swear), turns out the other folks had some wacky tobacky on them and are probably in big trouble. I’d feel sorry for them if they hadn’t driven so obnoxiously. HAHA SUCKERS. Seriously, they were the worst.
So here we are. Clearly, Barbara from Teen Mom (Jenelle’s mutha) should be a Highway Patrolwoman. I would pay my fine six more times if I could have seen her give those people a firm talkin-to.
It’s good to be home!