After sunset, we took a gravel road that was designed to cross the park. However, we found that it was completely unmarked, which left us to our own devices.
I first learned about Redwoods in a Highlights Magazine. Forty years later I met them in person. I hope that these photos and factoids inspire you as they did me.
Think of the leggy woman in a tiny bikini and investment-grade boobs who usually adorns a bike, then replace her with a paunchy, hairy guy. I love the cheeky role reversal.
In sauntered a tabby. I wondered if she had shrewdly sized me up as an animal lover or if she just assumed an air of chin-scratch entitlement with everyone.
According to Christina Shook, "San Francisco is the American epicenter of female motorcyclists." She should know -- she lives there and based her book, Chicks on Bikes, on women cyclists in the area.