The Orange Ninja and Friends: Land of the Giants

Cape Blanco, Or to Orick, Ca
We went for a hike on the beach this morning, and it looked like a driftwood graveyard. Amidst all of the fog, dunes, elk bugles, and dead trees it didn’t take too much imagination to wonder where the ideas for ghost stories came from. We came back to the campsite for some breakfast and got back on the road headed South. Our first detour for the final skate park stop in Oregon was Brookings where a 9-year-old girl dropping in at the 8-foot section of the bowl humbled Mickael. She humbly told us that she taught herself in only 3 years….it didn’t hurt either that she lived directly across the street. A few more miles and we were in California where we were greeted almost immediately by the giant redwoods at the Jedediah Smith Redwoods National Park. We had all seen photos of redwoods in books and photos, but to see these things up close is amazing. Everything in the forest is huge even the ferns and clovers, it was like you stepped back in time during the Jurassic period and expected to see a velociraptor around the next corner. We then stopped in Crescent City to get some food and firewood for the night. Crescent City was full of great people watching although it made us unsure of what they put in the water around here. We drove around for a while not actually sure of where our campsite at Gold Bluffs was, but we finally found it after driving down this 4 mile dirt path. Unfortunately the campsite was full, but we befriended 2 girls from Michigan who were nice enough to share their space with us for some beer…..after driving down that road and the thought of nowhere to sleep we thought this was a fair trade. The campsite was yards from the ocean, so we settled down and made a driftwood fire and fell asleep listening to the waves crash against the shore.