After surviving our first night in the Redwoods, we packed up and hit Hwy 101 again, southbound of course. Mill Creek was alright, very family-friendly and very American. Perfect for those suburban families who want a taste of the wildlife while still being able to keep their precious amenities, such as TV and AC.
The drive wasn't so long this time, but somehow we lost our track. That's what happens when you have two different maps, five sets of directions and two completely different thinking minds. Long story short.... we drove 20 miles past our exit, had to stop and turn around, ask an old timer for directions, arguing for 10 minutes, then FINALLY finding the small hidden sign with a faded arrow pointing us towards the directions of Albee Creek, located deep inside the Rockefeller Forest. The site stems from an old homestead that John Albee set up in the 1800s. We were located right next to his old orchard! Right behind us, there was a little trail leading down to the Albee Creek. Jamie took a dip, but I changed my mind as soon as I spotted two water snakes. Yikes!
In the evening, we went for a walk and looked at the magnificent old trees. Some of them had faces on them, kind of scary. I looked for beer, but didn't see any. While we were enjoying a beer at dusk, we saw a young doe walking right past us. Beautiful! We also saw owls, lots of birds, a caterpillar (yikes!), spiders and a dog (the neighbor's). We took a walk in the orchard, and just enjoyed the quiet of the night and the fresh air. There certainly is something about California.
This is amazing! You guys are 1. brave and 2. very cool. Thanks for keeping us updated.
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