We made it to San Francisco

Very close!

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This one was close to our trailer.

My obligatory pose for Sandy.

Closer view

We camped that night in an RV park that was full of giant redwood trees. This one appeared to be the largest.

The same stop had two "tree houses" We thought they would be high up in a tree. Instead, they were made from hollowed out trees. This one was two stories, and you (not me) could climb up inside to it.

Us in the same tree.

Same tree.

Another location. I thought that there was only one tree that you could drive a car through. This is one, but not the famous one. Still, it was very large, and still alive even though the top was gone. It was only about 100 feet high.

This big boy was a few feet off the road. It almost makes me look skinny (almost).

A different tree with a car to show relative size.

The same tree with Sandy standing in a large hollow in the trunk.

The same tree.

This is a shot to show relative size between the cyclist and the very large redwood behind him.

We drove south. In California, we got off US 101 and went about 32 miles down a highway called the Avenue of Giants. It was full of giant redwood trees. They tended to grow in groups (groves), and each grove had a name. The road had many pull outs where you could get out and take pictures.