My son and DIL invited me to join them and a couple of their friends on a backpacking trip to one of their favorite spots. According to Wikipedia, “the steepness and related geo-technical challenges of the coastal mountains made this stretch of coastline too costly for state highway or county road builders to establish routes through the area, leaving it the most undeveloped and remote portion of the California coast”. Since Matt and Kaleena did all the planning, food prep, etc all I had to do was gather up or borrow the right clothes and gear.
We drove about 5 hours north to a campsite outside of the town of Honeydew in Humboldt County where we spent the night. The next morning we drove to the the Kinsey Ridge Trailhead to begin the hike.
I borrowed backpack since I couldn’t find mine (and the last time I had used it was about 30 years ago so this one was probably a little better).
There was a four mile trek down the mountain to get to the beach. After that the trail is along the beach or through meadows just above.

Every mile or so there is another river running out of the mountains into the ocean. This was where we camped the first night.
Time to unpack the dogs and relax a bit.
First order of business was to secure our site by setting up the tents. There were not very many people hiking the area, but Matt and Kaleena have their favorite spots and you can’t exactly reserve a site.
This is the view of the ocean from inside my tent. No rain fly needed the first night.
Matt and Kaleena’s friends didn’t bring tents but constructed a temporary shelter from the wind with rocks and driftwood.
Next it was time to explore the area and wash the poison oak off the dogs.

Matt was the chef.
He and Kaleena had prepared enough veggies to last us for 3 dinners.
After watching the sun set over the ocean…
…we enjoyed s’mores back at camp before turning in for the night.







Jazz, mom of the triplets that were out for people to pet, made herself just as popular, calling to people to come back and continue petting.




























When I saw this popcorn flower popped into my head (unintentional pun) but I don’t know if that is correct.
And what about this one? A Brodiea species?

























We used this one-night camping trip as a trial run to see how we liked sleeping in the old green truck because we are thinking about a road trip during the summer. It wasn’t like home, but was much better than sleeping in the back of the Explorer at the Grand Canyon a few years ago.






The sheep are gathered at the back of a trailer that is hauled from ranch to ranch with all the gear. They go up the chute with the encouragement of…
Here is a view from the other end of the trailer. That sheep in front hangs out for awhile in that position because the other sheep are more likely to go forward if they see a sheep in front of them. Notice how the sheep walk on a raised alleyway while the freshly shorn fleeces are shoved out of the trailer below them.


































