Seven miles up the canyon, unlock the gate and bump down six more miles of gravel road, almost chicken out at the strenuous trail warning, go anyway.
Hike over a mile, drop 600 feet, hard to walk with mouth open in awe. They just kept getting bigger and taller, more craggy, all the olds ones with burned bark skirts, crowns so far up we couldn't see them.
It's the Tall Trees Grove and I cannot describe how magnificent they are, to be in their presence is enough.
We made it too and rewarded ourselves with grilled oysters and some tylenol.
The fog is thick, tonight the harbor seals are quiet, heading East towards home tomorrow.