Night Light of the North Coast: Guardian Giants on the Avenue
The full moon rose over the redwood forests of the Eel River valley, bathing the hillsides in its stark light. It flashed through the redwood tree branches beside me as I drove along the Avenue of the Giants, snaking along the river in and out of great stands of the giant trees.
It was after 11:00 pm and I had been looking for a moonlit vista, but the two spots I had visited already were more overgrown than I’d remembered and wouldn’t work for my idea. My fallback plan was another place that I’d photographed before where the Avenue passed between two huge redwood trees that stood in silent sentinel to either side.
Standing beneath them in the night, silent but for the stirring of branches in the breeze, I felt my own tininess next to their immensity, their enduring longevity beside my own brief lifetime. These living things were old. What stories could they tell? What events even stand out to an entity with a lifetime that can span up to two thousand years?
Sequoia sempervirens, our California coast redwoods, are the tallest trees in the world. Their native range is constrained to little stretches of the west coast of North America, but their fame spans the globe. The Redwood forest (capitalization mine) is a unique forest type, and is one of our greatest treasures here on the North Coast, and indeed the world. For people coming from every part of the planet to see them, visiting our national and state parks is the easiest and best way to share in the amazing beauty of these forests.
Some may not realize it, but the two-part name Sequoia sempervirens uses the name of the genus first as Sequoia followed by the species name sempervirens. While some tree genera or groups will contain many species, the only species of Sequoia is Sequoia sempervirens, our beloved redwood. I think this points to a misnomer in the National Parks, for there are no actual trees of the genus Sequoia in Sequoia National Park; the giant sequoia, as they are popularly called, are really of the genus Sequoiadendron. I suppose “Sequoiadendron Nat’l Park” didn’t have a ring to it and they didn’t like anything else they came up with, but it seems to me that the park having the name “Sequoia” should at least contain some native trees of that genus in it.
Whenever you visit the redwood forests, try to leave no traces of your presence. Walk lightly; move a fern aside rather than step on it. Always pack out anything that you packed in. When you’re in the forest, be the forest. Explore, yes, but also take time to stand in the heart of a grove and be still. Breathe… Listen… Feel the massiveness of these living things, let the age of the place soak in. It’s a special place on the planet, and it will do you good.
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🕯🌳Good morning David thank you as always and a thanks to you Kym for sharing.
David I wish I had the words to describe things like you do, but I’m to old to change the way I speak.
Sweetheart many years ago I was told about a tree that grows in the forest above Hoopa. That it is the oldest tree in the world or this nation, I can’t remember which. Anyway no one knows where it is located. That the American Indians Elders are the only ones to know, and they will never tell. It is in a sacred location to them and should be to us also.
Anyway have you ever heard of this tree. I’ve always wandered if this was true. If so I hope no one will ever find it.
Thanks, Willie and Gypsy Rose 🙂 .
I’ve never heard of that legend, Gypsy, but I like to think of it. I guess the legend grew a little just now.
Gypsy, while I love a good story, true, exaggerated or even myth, it is my understanding that the Bristlecone Pines are the oldest living Trees. However, Redwoods, and trees in general, never cease to amaze me. Part of your story crosses over to Bristlecone Nat’l Park. Rangers, and few at that, now the location, but will not tell, of the oldest Bristlecone as well as its age, by way of tree ring core samples. It’s on my bucketlist to get down there. Might I suggest, you do the same. Several friends have told me that, despite its high desert location and appearance and the trees looking near dead, it is full of energy and a magical place. Fun fact: Methuselah, the tree, is 4,850 years old and named after the oldest character in another book of mythology and lore, the Bible.
Thank You. I love “The Avenue” and miss it and those majestic redwoods!
I fully thought this photo was during the day. Cool!
Absolutely stunning! Thank you ❤️❤️❤️