The Avenue
of Giants
Humboldt
Redwoods State Park
Highway 101
in Northern Califrornia
September 23, 1998
Trivia: what is the largest living
thing on Earth? Need a hint, well, how about it's often larger
around and through than a Greyhound bus. Need more? It can grow
taller then the Statue of Liberty. Sure, you named it, The giant
or coastal redwood (sequoia sempervirens) The forests
that make up these species contain more biomass per square foot
than any other area on earth, and that includes the Amazonian
rain forests. Although these giants can grow anywhere on earth
with proper care, the really big ones are restricted to just a
few hundred miles along the California and Oregon coast. I was
surprised to find that it was the famous Pacific coast fog that provides the necessary water to allow these giants
to exist at their enormous 300 plus foot size. The Coastal
Redwoods thrive on and indeed require the heavy fogs that are
normal daily occurrences along the coast. The moisture is
actually absorbed into their needles at the tops of the tree
where the circulation system of the tree can't pump to. The 50-60
degree average temperature of the area is another
requirement for the tree size. The state park owes it existence
to the organizers of the Save-the-Redwoods League. They could see
that the magnificent redwood forests of this area would be lost
within a few years unless something was done to save them. Their
concern and foresight led to the creation of the League in 1918.
In 1921, the League made its first purchase of redwoods that was
to become the present state park. Since then, more than 100
Memorial Groves have been established within Humboldt Redwoods
State Park with the help of League funds. This small piece of
earth along the coast is as pristine as can be, while
remaining wild at the same time. Caution should be taken while
exploring along the many trails. The creatures tend to run quite
large. Some normally small ones can appear quite a bit larger
such as this 8 inch slug that slithered across our path as we
worked our way down onto an agate beach. Then as
we cut through a grove of large trees that completely blocked our
view, we stumbled out into a small field filled with elk. We just
stood still and after a few dreadful looks by the lead buck,
things got back to normal and the grazing continued. We watched
as the does moved off leaving the buck standing guard in a
majestic poise on a small hill with the sun dropping behind him.
It is these moments that keep us always on the move, looking for
that perfect moment in that perfect place.
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