We are recovering from an amazing week camping in the Redwood Forest with family.  An adventure on many fronts, this trip stretched our family in new directions, and we have come back richer because of what we experienced under the Coastal Forest canopy. 

I’m pretty sure my photos won’t do them justice, nor can my words describe being among them in any kind of way that could reproduce the awe, the magnificence.  So, I will let others do the speaking for me.


The redwoods, once seen, leave a mark or create a vision that stays with you always. No one has ever successfully painted or photographed a redwood tree. The feeling they produce is not transferable. From them comes silence and awe. It's not only their unbelievable stature, nor the color which seems to shift and vary under your eyes, no, they are not like any trees we know, they are ambassadors from another time.

                                 -John Steinbeck

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The Redwoods

Here, sown by the Creator’s hand,

In serried ranks, the Redwoods stand;

No other clime is honored so,

No other land their glory known.

The greatest of Earth’s living forms, 

Tall conquerors that laugh at storms; 

Their challenge still unanswered rings, 

Through fifty centuries of kings.

The nations that with them were young,

Rich empires, with their forts far-flung,

Lie buried now — their splendor gone;

But these around monarchs still live on.

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So shall they live, when ends our day,

When our crude citadels decay; 

For brief the years allotted man,

But infinite perennials’ span.

This is their temple, valued high,

And here, we pause with reverent eye,

With silent tongue and awestruck soul; 

For here we sense life’s proper goal;

To be like these, straight, true and fine,

To make our world, like theirs, a shrine;

Sink down, oh traveler, on your knees,

God stands before you in these trees.  

-Joseph B. Strauss

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 © Houseman 2013