Portola Redwoods State Park

A snapshot taken with my iPad.  

A snapshot taken with my iPad.  

Having grown up in Northern California, redwood trees hold a special place in my heart, and I find staying at the Portola Redwoods State Park particularly pleasant after the Oroville area because of the cool evenings, fog, serenity, and some May rain. 

Despite the beauty of the days, it is the nights here that speak  most to me. I've picked a site to camp with maximum privacy, and there is no one within earshot. Occasionally, I hear the hoot of a bird (no owls, oddly), the wind through the trees, the creek below, and insects; but nothing else. For much of the night the moon shines between the redwoods, through the leaves, and into the open rain fly of my tent, bathing me in a gentle light. 

I've found time to hike the trails here and capture a few images of the park with my 4X5, though I'm not able to photograph as much of the landscape as I'd like because of my commitment to documenting the Vietnam memorials throughout the Silicon Valley area, and I'm OK with that. 

Sometimes the experience is more important than making art.