First off, apologies to everyone out there for the increment between this post and last. Some epic friend adventures in Nicaragua, followed by starting med school back in Vancouver, has made it hard to sit down long enough to get all my thoughts on here. But now that I’m able to really sit down its been lovely to dive back into the adventure again…

Its almost funny now to look back at how much, even the little that we did plan (because we planned very little), changed.  Driving out of Washington we had planned  to b-line it to Mexico by way of the coast. We figured these places are essentially in our backyard, there is no need to spend time in them now. But something we found out on our trip was that some places just don’t let you drive through them. The Redwood forest was one of those places.  These soulful old trees kept us wondering around in them for quite some time. Rather then try to explain the spell we were under I thought I might let the pictures and the 2,000 year old trees speak for themselves.