Homeward Bound

It was a somewhat bittersweet departure from Yosemite, knowing our road trip adventure was coming to a close but feeling ready for a change of pace. We left the park on Sunday morning (5/21) and spent a majority of the day driving north to the Redwoods National and State Parks. We figured this would be a good, scenic place to stop and spend the night, plus it got one more park added to our list.

Redwoods National and State Parks.

Redwoods National and State Parks.

Since the drive took all day, we arrived at the campground with just enough time to make dinner, take a short walk, and settle in for one last night (at least for this trip) in the Nanavan. The next morning we got a fairly early start, topped off the van’s coolant, and drove to the Lady Bird Johnson Grove. We walked along a short loop-trail via a self-guided tour and stopped at points of interest along the way. This was our main source of exposure to the Redwoods, aside from driving the scenic road from our campsite north to Crescent City. The trees really are massive here and make you feel tiny as you wander along the trails.

Being dwarfed by a Redwood that was gutted by a fire, Redwoods National and State Parks.

Totally paying attention as Alastair leads our self-guided tour through Lady Bird Johnson Grove, Redwoods National and State Parks.

Sun flares and spider webs, Redwoods National and State Parks.

Redwoods National and State Parks.

We stopped briefly in Crescent City for lunch and to gas up the van. During lunch we calculated that we had less than 7.5 hours of drive-time remaining if we took the most direct route home. We had initially intended to drive along Highway 101 up the Oregon coast, taking it easy and staying another night on the road. Instead, we decided to just haul it straight home that afternoon. I’m sure the Oregon coast is pretty but we can save that for another time, maybe when we’re not at the end of a 7-week stint of living in the Nanavan and racking up nearly 5500 miles. After two long days of driving north, we were both happy to finally arrive (at the) home (of my generous parents who continue to take us in). Another successful adventure was in the books.

A welcoming sign, indeed.

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