Yes, there is only one tree set close to each side of the road. Their girth is magnificent. The highway (101, known as the Pacific Coast Highway) wends its way through this beautiful grove of Redwoods. Even on a sunny day, travelling through these monstrocities can be quite dark; travellers are guided by the amber road markers set at the base of the roadside trees.
These friendly guys came to greet us at our campsite along with about twenty or so wild turkeys (I was not quite quick enough with the camera). They quacked their way across the pond and on to the grass close to me, probably looking for an easy handout; this campground was a quiet little spot in the middle of nowhere near Willets, CA, where check-in was self-registered. We normally would have spent more time in N CA but with delays in Vancouver waiting for parts, we needed to push on to warmer and drier climes.
Travels through the Napa Valley, the wineries and the vineyards present with beautiful colours of yellow, reds and gold, reminding us of the Fall in Northern Ontario. Acres and acres of rows and rows of grapes can be found in the lowlands and crest over the rolling hills, positioned just so, for the sun to ripen them. A very big business in Central California!
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