Redwoods Weekend: Sunday

End of the weekend ... better make it good, right? You bet! Today we were heading almost to the Oregon border, to the northernmost section of the park in Crescent City. Along the way, we (figuratively) ran into some of those oh-so-aggressive Roosevelt Elk that the signs warned us about.

Thankfully, the elk must have sensed our good intentions, because we all left each other alone, and nobody got hurt.

When we arrived in Crescent City, we headed off road again. This was the driving equivalent of the other-worldly feeling we had at the Tall Trees Trail on Friday. We drove into prehistoric canyons, down roads that were barely wide enough to fit our car - all the while weaving in and out between 300-foot tall redwoods.

At the end of the drive, we checked in at the ranger station, where they pointed us toward another amazing hike - this time, one that led us to a rocky beach, where we had a picnic lunch and spent a couple of happy hours chilling out and skipping stones. It was truly paradise.

On the way home, we made a quick pit stop at the gas station on the Yurok Reservation and met a car full of the most well-behaved poodles you could imagine. Almost weirdly well-behaved. Can you say Stepford Poodles?