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Friday, October 10, 2008

A WWII radar station and a waste of five dollars

On Wednesday morning, we got up early and loaded the car. We had a long drive to Amanda and Ray's later that day, but we also wanted to see some more of the redwoods in the Southern part of the park. First, we drove for about an hour south past Klamath, where we took a detour onto the Coastal Trail. This was a dirt road that headed off along the coast and passed by an old World War II radar station, which we were interested in seeing. It was till very foggy that day, so we couldn't see much offshore, but the drive was nice and almost spooky.

The World War II radar station on the Klamath River (called B-71) was easy to find after walking down a gentle slope. It consisted of two buildings which, rather than being camouflaged, were built to look like farm buildings, rather than the power and operations buildings that they were.
The buildings consisted of cinder block walls, wooden shingled roofs and false windows. From up close, you could see through the glass of the windows that the wooden frame of the roof was right underneath.
The buildings were built after Pearl Harbour to protect the western coast of America. Since they looked like regular farm buildings, the risk to the men working there was relatively small. This was the view off the coast:
We returned to the car and continued down the road, stopping to take this misty picture:

We drove further south into the Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park, where we stopped at the Big Tree Wayside. Here it is! It's BIG!A little bit closer now:
A little bit farther now, looking up:
Farther down the road, we stopped briefly at the ranger station, and took pictures of some elk in the field nearby:


The last place that Garrett and I visited in the redwoods was a grove called Lady Bird Johnson Grove, where we walked along the loop for about an hour. Garrett took some fantastic pictures with the fog:
Here I am inside of a burned out redwood - which is still alive, of course!
Looking up at the burned out redwood. About a hundred feet up, the burn damage stops and the tree grows normally. During a forest fire, the fire can burn through cracks into the heartwood, but as long as the outside growing layers are intact, the tree can survive.
Here's another tree with a burned out core.

There was a neat bridge over the road from the parking lot to the grove:
"Hi Garrett!"
Finally, Garrett and I decided we had to DRIVE THROUGH A TREE! That's what people do in the redwoods, right?

We paid five dollars to do this:

We were pretty underwhelmed by the experience.
From there, we continued onwards for our long haul out to Davis and Amanda & Ray's house. During this stretch of our journey, we celebrated the X-trail's birthday! It turned 100,000 kilometers! See 99,999:
And now it is 100,000:
We arrived at Amanda and Ray's around 7pm and ate some dinner while visiting.

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