I started this weekend with Redwood Regional Park, which is in the hills above Oakland. It was recommended by a work colleague as well as my parents. It has a cool history. It was originally part of the massive redwood forest that went from Oregon down to central California (which itself was part of a much bigger forest that covered the west but much of which died off due to a climate shift). These redwood were frickin' huge! Two of them were so tall that they were used as navigation guides for boats coming into the Golden Gate. The hills behind Oakland became sources of lumber for the development of the area in the 19th century. It was basically clear cut. There are stories of stumps that were 30 feet in diameter (to compare, the widest tree in the Redwood National Forest, which has the tallest trees in the world is about 20 feet in diameter). Even, those stumps got devoured by humans, used up as firewood over the decades.
|Ring of adolescent redwoods|
All in all, it was a beautiful hike. I stayed off the biggest trails and at first saw only a few joggers. As the day went on, I ran into a lot of people walking their dogs. I saw the tail end of a good-sized doe crashing away from me in the woods and an osprey flying above the trees.
|Spring Forget-me-nots as identified by my mother|