I’m forever astounded by the natural diversity in California. It’s been a few years since I’ve visited Kings and Sequoia National Parks, and standing beneath these giants is just as mind-blowing as when I was a kid.

There were two sequoias near General Sherman where the trail led right through them and you were able to touch the bark. It was so unexpectedly soft, fuzzy textured and springy to the touch. Absolutely loved it, will have to come back and camp beneath these giants some day.



I like walking over the fallen debris from the giant sequoias. That is also soft and springy once it’s built up a bit.
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This stuff.
in the coast range we call this layer “redwood duff”, i’d imagine the same term applies