I don't know who decided waking up before 6am everyday was a good idea, but I'm not down with that business. At 5:45am I loudly squeaked my way down the loft ladder to turn off my alarm. We quickly threw together the last of our bags, stripped the bed, and packed up the car. Our first stop before heading down the coast was for coffee.
B found a roaster called Ristretto Roasters Coffee so we went there for morning 'spros. As we walked up to the counter a young man came up carrying a tower of brown boxes. He set them on the counter and the barista behind it had a sly smile on his face. 'Ohhh, yeah, thanks my man.', He said. I couldn't resist. I had to know what was in the box, so I asked. They were fresh donuts from a shop right down the street. I couldn't believe my morning had been blessed by the sugar gods. I chose a buttermilk donut and B got a maple glazed one. They were both sinfully good, but mine was the better of the two by far. We paired them with cappuccinos while we worked on photos and the blog.
Right on schedule, we hit the road just before 8am. Of course, our camping trip in the Redwood National Forest hadn't been planned, so during the first hour of our drive, we meal planned. After our list was made, we drove south to Eugene and listened to a podcast from 'This American Life'. When we reached Eugene we stopped at the market and grabbed our goodies. It was here that we hopped onto Highway 101, the highway that takes you from Northern Oregon to Los Angeles while hugging the coast for most of the way. The drive from here to the Redwoods was just shy of 5 hours with no stops.
Obviously, we had to stop every .5 miles because it was just so gosh darn beautiful. The drive began with some pretty heavy cloud cover during the morning, but cleared up right around lunch. The huge rocks scattered along the coast line and the bright blue skies were unbeatable. Every turn we took made us gasp in awe! We stopped in a tiny coastal town named Bandon for lunch at the famous Tony's Crab Shack. Although crab is a big deal around here, so are clams. B got the crab sandwich and I tried the clam chowder. Both were super good!
We continued our drive down Highway 101 until we reached the Redwoods. Our stopping time for photos and staring at the beautiful beach added on a bit of time, but we still reached camp before sunset. Even the trees on the side of the road through the park were massive. Just, the biggest things I've ever seen! I pulled us up to the rangers station to check into our campsite for the night. I had actually made a reservation, so this was supposed to be easy peasy. But alas, it wasn't. Apparently someone, somehow checked into our space and had already camped there and left?! Not sure how in the world that happened. The poor girl at the rangers station felt so bad. She said the woman working the shift before her checked this person in under my name. Thankfully there were a couple open campsites, she told us to go check them out and let her know if we wanted them. The first one we got to was already occupied and the other was in the middle of a field and we didn't want to sleep with no cover. After letting her know that one of her 'empty' sites was actually filled, watching her face fill with confusion once again, she allowed us to stay at the handicapped camp site since it was so late in the day and they weren't accepting any more walk in campers. Whew, we lucked out with that! Imagine if all the sites would have been filled!
B and I quickly set up camp and made dinner. We each had a bowl of chili and a peanut butter sandwich, central Indiana style (B thinks it's weird, but he's just weird). Rounding out dinner with M&M's we were ready for bed. Our next day is still up in the air with what we're doing, so, wish us luck!