We’ve checked the breakfast spots in Crescent City, compared our memories of eating breakfast the last time we were here and - decided to eat here in Fernbridge, right down the hill from the casino where we stayed last night. Great idea. The breakfast in the Fernbridge Market Cafe was good, the potatoes were spiced and cooked nicely, the omelet with spinach, ham and Swiss cheese was good but I thought the ham a bit fatty, and the biscuits were delicious. Was the jam homemade? Possibly. And the coffee was never-ending. What more could we ask for?
Well, we had a waitress who gave us some ideas of places to visit along the coast. That was special and we headed to Trinidad, one of the places she mentioned since we had only 97 miles ahead of us and lots of time. The drive along the northern coast of California is a beautiful drive lined with redwoods.
Watch those rear-view mirrors on the trees. Ooh - why is some bark missing there - looks like someone got too close.
Curving around the shoreline, up onto the heads and then back down, all the time surrounded by magnificent trees. Don’t expect to zip along - take time to enjoy the journey. You’ll be curving along amongst huge trees, round a corner and be smacked with this view.
Takes the breath away.
Right on the coast, Trinidad was what might be called ‘quaint little village’ with lots of very well-kept rental properties where San Francisco people come to get away from the city.
Check the workmanship in this wall.
Small cafes and art shops. On the other hand there is a large commercial fleet just waiting to put out their crab pots when the toxins in the crabs go away.
We parked along the main street and walked down to the lighthouse replica where we found some railroad ties placed into the cliff as steps down to the beach. You just know we’re going to find steps to climb - along with the other tourists behind us. Then we climbed back up, walked down to the other Trinidad Beach and walked along this. Lots of sea stacks just a ways out.
Found this cool chair on the beach made out of driftwood. Boy, do I feel like the Queen of the Beach.
But we were intrigued by the headlands with the trail. We read that it was a 1 mile loop through a tunnel of 12’ high brush. Beautiful views along it with lots of donated benches for quiet contemplation of the Pacific Ocean.
And, of course, another set of steps.
At the top we found this cross dedicated in 1775 (prior to the American Revolution) to King Carolus III, by the glory of God the King of Hyspaniarum. The original has been replaced with this cross in 1913 by the Women’s Clubs of Humboldt County.
Back to the RV and off to Crescent City where we arrived at 3:30, checked in and set up. Hey, we’ve got cable, 50 Amp service and we pull in forward so we can look out our front windshield. How clever for them to position us this way - and how often does this happen for motor homes?
And we can sit here in our lounge chairs.
And, we can watch the lighthouse light rotate and shine our way every 25 seconds. This lighthouse is open for tours - but only when the tide is out. Looks like we’re too late today since the tide is already coming in.
For once, we’re not going to turn our chairs to face our living room. We’re going to look out.
After dinner we took a walk along the beach bike trail out to the jetty. The sun was setting over the lighthouse and all the rocks beyond.
At night we could hear the waves rolling in and crashing on the rocks,
the fog horn out in the channel and every now and then we could hear the barking of sea lions. Soothing.
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