Redwoods, Elk and More Lighthouses

Monday night we stayed at Klamath River just over the California border.  It had been a busy morning visiting our last lighthouse in Oregon before moving South.  The remaining coastline in Southern Oregon gets wilder and rougher as you go.  It's a great road to travel.

Cape Blanco Lighthouse.

The lighthouse sits on a cape that makes it the furthest West lighthouse on the West coast of the USA.  Built in 1870 it is also the oldest on the Oregon coast.

The lighthouse keeper was in full uniform as he gave the tour.  This is the only lighthouse we have been allowed to go into the lens room.

What goes up, must come down.

The last lighthouse photo.....

Thus ends my obsession with lighthouses, at least the Oregon ones.  We've already seen our first Californian one in Trinidad.

Now for photos from the Redwood National Park.

Off for a walk in the Redwoods.

They're tall.......

And they're big.

Redwood burls in their native state.

In many ways the Redwood forest reminds me of the rainforests on the Olympic Peninsula.  The green ferns and darkness at ground level have the same feeling.

Looking for a four leaf cloves on the forest floor.

We saw dozens of Roosevelt Elk today.  They warn you not to get to close but they all looked pretty laid-back and lazy today.  However I did heed the warning and kept my distance.

It was another good day.  We are at a small campground in Scotia, California for the night and will continue South on Highway101 until we exit onto Old Highway 1.  We will follow the Coastline toward San Francisco for the next several days.

Life is good.