Down in the woods things were impressively large... no bears or raccoons on our watch, just woodpeckers pecking and crested blue jays and a lovely boy next door and a waterfall a small trek upwards and a stoked roaring fire on our return. We got a lift in a ranger van thanks to our battery going flat and embraced the great American wilderness and the complementing joys of Boulder Creek - a former logging town with micro brewing, an organic market and DIY store that sold lanterns! What more does one need?
