Among the Redwoods

I've been celebrating October birthdays with a friend in Eureka, CA, a lovely part of our country with those magnificent Redwoods all over the place, incredible.  If you've never seen them you must make a point to do so.

Some people might not go just because it's California, that makes no sense; but as I heard recently from a new Workamper after I joked (we) were as old as Disneyland,

"I won't do Disneyland since they went Woke."

Wha??? "Have you ever been?"

"No." 

Funny how you don't need much input to steer clear of any in-depth conversations. Why did he have to bring in the topic of Woke?  Everything's Woke this, Woke that, narrow-minded people, what can you say?

I offered to take a photo for a couple sitting on a bench - they looked so comfy and peaceful.  People were handing cameras to strangers left and right, I was happy to see people still do that.

"Thank you!  Would you mind taking a picture from behind us?"

Sure, I'll walk through poison oak for you, SNAP, very nice shot with a tall tree in the distance.  They asked where we were from (Oregon and Nevada) and responded they were from Texas.  We chit-chatted a bit before moving on.

"I don't know about you (Nance), but I couldn't help thinking at first, Texas - ugh, until I bitch-slapped myself.  I wonder what they assumed about us?" Woke people, who aren't really scary at all.  We all left smiling; as it should be.

We managed to squeeze in a stop at Eureka's "No Kings - Vote Early" rally on Saturday before heading for the Sequoia Park Skywalk (above), I love being in the air.  I've gone skydiving and took flying lessons in a Cessna 150 -- until I gave up bouncing down the runway because of my issue with depth perception.

No Kings in Eureka was quite entertaining, for it seemed on every-other corner there was a performance to keep everyone's spirits up in spite of hate-speech spewn from passing morons.  At least we weren't shot with BB-guns.  

But once again it seemed the majority of participants were Boomers like us.  It's odd, dontcha think, that it's people our age who seem to be more concerned about the state of things for future generations than said Gen's, that's a shame.

Here I am in front of the Carson Mansion, now a private club.  It's said to be the best example of Victorian archetecture in the country.  A bit more than I need, but there's a little carriage house on the property which would fit me just fine.  I know it's a pipe dream, but one has to have something to reach for.

I'll leave you with this beautiful view of our Pacific coastline, my first time inserting a video, wish me luck: