Muir Woods

I went on a pre-Thanksgiving adventure with my friend Val to Muir Woods. It was really incredible, especially since it was my first in-person look at California Redwoods. Even though it rained steadily all day, we had a good time wandering up and around the park for several hours. The rain lent it a certain ancient air, too (once you got away from screaming kids near the visitor's center, that is), which was kinda neat. Everything was rich, rain-soaked, and lush. Like Fern Gully.

Here are a few shots from the day (my favorites from the trip, some of the only ones that even came out on such an overcast day!).Detail of a cross-section of a fallen tree, almost as tall as me (what a poet I am).

This was an incredible color of green, which the photo doesn't do justice.

Not a fantastic photo, but you can see how the bark actually spirals up the tree.


I'm standing in a tree!

A fallen tree rests precariously on another stump, part of which has been polished to a shine by... people, I presume?
[Sorry for the awkward spacing of photo captions... It looks better if I put them above the photo, but that's just not the way I like to roll.]

On an unrelated note, a shot of my Saturday morning, around 6:30 a.m. at Ferry Plaza in San Francisco. Setting up for the day's market.