Humbolt Lagoon and Big Lagoon

Imagine kayaking across Big Lagoon, stepping out onto the exposed sandbar to sun and grab a sandwich.  A seaweed breeze blows away traffic and minutia....you gaze east admiring redwoods that have greeted humans over the centuries and centuries, while you experience the exhilaration of discovering a secret paradise!

Timeless trees:  Redwoods. 

Eternal souls:  Humans.

The paradox fills me. I  wonder,  "How many stories of lives lived and laughter faded have the rings of a Sequoia recorded?"  And yet, they haven't chronicled any memories, even once they became pencils in the hands of the unwise souls who chopped them for use as furniture....Only we tell our stories and bring meaning to the natural wonder before us.  We share our lives with fellow sojourners traversing the highways from Alaska and British Columbia over thousands of miles traversed:  across desserts, around, through, and over mountains, beside meadows and bucolic farmlands.  Cities punctuate the vistas and valleys.  Civilization!  Civilization? Civilizations....civilized?  

Entertwined redwood roots create an ecosystem, a harmony lasting longer than the expanse of 5 consecutive human lives.  Fallen giants become the nursery to ferns, hemlocks, and sorrel.  Moss blankets horizontal trunks that hollow over time.  Deeper and deeper becomes the chipmunk's respite, the fox's shelter, a bear's lair.  Yet, in the city below, a paper reads, "Security tightens along the port walk."  And I thought the cougars presented a threat!

Below:  A farm, directly along the coast, bordered the lagoon!  The ocean, lost in the background, crashes along its western perimeter.

A marshy inlet along Big Lagoon.  Although many rivers flow into the Pacific along the Northern California and Oregon coasts, I believe this is a finger of salt water marsh, projecting inland toward Hwy 101.

Mist, not clouds or fog, rises above Big Lagoon