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Our ranch shares a border with Humboldt Redwoods State Park and from time to time we head over the hill and check it out.  This time we strapped on our backpacks and went for an overnight. There was something so basic and unaffected about walking right out your door with everything you needed strapped to your back.  It made us want to just walk across America or something.  Well, maybe not quite.  But you get the picture.

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Still on our property here.  Lovely view of one on our ponds.

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Heading out on on main ranch road towards our west ridge.  It was hot.

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Back into the trees and up the hill.  Much cooler here.

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Made it to the top of the ridge and the park’s boundary.  This board always makes us laugh as it is in the middle of nowhere and we are probably 2 of few who have ever even seen it.  Sometimes I want to sneak in and change it to something useful,  like a park map, or information on the flora and fauna.  But no, it tells how they erased the roads to make the park better.  Funny thing is that these signs are all over the park while hoodlums have shot up the useful trail signs that give trail names and how many miles till you get there.

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The really big and beautiful redwoods are at the lower elevations along the rivers and creeks, but even up here on the ridge you can find some redwoods.

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Lost and then found, faded but full.  Trail booty.

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A pretty bridge and grassy glen.

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Made it the 12.5 miles to our destination,  Bull Creek Backpacking camp.   Not much here but a wonderful old barn and a pit toilet overgrown by bushes.

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We love old dilapidated buildings and thinking about their former lives.

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Time to make camp, eat and then drink that old beer we found.  It was a little aluminum tasting.  YUCK.

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Morning along Bull Creek.

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And away we go….  Over the hill and through the woods and across a creek or two and by our ponds and to our house we go.

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