moss-taches, a banana slug and the hilliest city

after a lovely stay at a san fran 'sanctuary' we found on airbnb,

and an incredible birthday dinner at bar jules in san fran...

we journeyed north in search of the oldest trees.

they towered above in massive, humbling splendor

at the Humboldt Redwoods State Park

where moss covers everything

and we (well, just Jon, really) made friends with this banana slug.

we stayed warm by the fire and camped in a tent, and journeyed back towards san fran along the coast passing through old towns like ferndale

and stopped to smell the coastal air.

we stumbled upon an amazing bed & breakfast in Fort Bragg which happened to also be a pretty serious establishment for Tango.

and had this sweet water tower attached to it.

we didn't become tango experts, but had a beautiful and memorable trip!