Fern. Log. Valley. Log. NOT A BEAR.

Camping in the Redwood forests turned out a little differently than I had expected. I had a van packed full of 6 kids (Me, Stephen, Max, John, Tori, and James), for a 7 hour drive up to a campsite outside of Crescent City, CA. Of course everyone eventually fell asleep, leaving Stephen and me to drive the twisty roads through the mountains. It was a long drive.

We eventually made it to the Mill Creek Campground in the Del Norte Redwood Forests. It was about 11:30PM when we finally made it up. Enough time to grab a few drinks before bed. I got to hug a giant redwood that night!

I woke up at the crack of dawn for a delicious breakfast being made by Zach. He was scrambling some eggs and sausage together in a pan, and I put that on a bagel to make a yummy sandwich. After breakfast 20 of us got going to go hiking. We ended up along a beach, and pretty much went rock climbing along the beach.






The hiking along the rocks lasted a long while; Tori and I actually turned around at one point because we were tired of hiking rocks, and decided to go along a more woodsy walk.


Back to the campsite at about 3:30PM, a long day of hiking around. Of course, what do you do at a campsite other than make smores and cook hot dogs? Drink 40s!

Needless to say, the campers around us were not too happy with or actions of the night...and we were woken early in the morning, and given one hour to pack up and leave. It was a shorter trip than I had planned on it being, but it was still fun. I saw some redwoods, and camped.