I could write a book about our trip to Ireland but instead I'm just going to put a mess of pictures up (too many but I like to keep them all in one place, my apologies) but I cannot leave without thanking my Dad for making a dream come true, THANKS DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What an amazing gift: the most beautiful scenery, friends & family, and lots of laughs! Thanks Mom for the most incredible time and the memories (I will never see a picture of the Grand Canyon again without thinking about how we nearly wet our pants while Jeff was teetering on the edge of the canyon)!
This place is a one of a kind treasure. Located at the end of the road down by the bay in Eureka (a bustling, working-class sort of town, not without its problems) sits this relic of a spot. You'd barely know it was there if you weren't searching it out. Cross the railroad tracks and pull into the dirt lot and you've just gone back in time. The Blue Ox Millworks is a hard place to describe, it's a school for delinquent kids, it's one of only 3 places in the world doing the kind of handcrafted work they do with ancient tools and techniques, and the buildings that house it are historic themselves. Wandering around you get the sense that this is the last stop, the last chance for everything here be it the machinery, the students, the animals, or the accumulation and sharing of knowledge that has long been outdated and replaced by new and "better" technologies. There is a feeling in the air of gratitude from every object, every being four legged or two,that gets to be apart of what Mr. Hollenbeck, the founder and lead craftsman, has created here. When you visit you get to share in that too which is pretty neat! Check it out http://www.blueoxmill.com/
Millions of years ago, a retreating sea left these coastal bluffs behind. Waters draining to the ocean sculpted the rocky formations into sheer canyon walls. Some of the exquisite ferns now clinging to the steep, shadowy cliffs are ancient species whose ancestry can be traced back 325 million years.
The canyon is now shrouded with lush five-fingered ferns, dark green sword ferns, and delicate lady ferns. Scouring winter floods periodically rush through the canyon, sweeping debris from its floor. Spruce and red alder saplings often survive for a few years on small terrace ledges, but they rarely reach maturity before falling off or being swept away.
Seeping waters supply year-round dampness for the dense foliage and provide habitat for a diverse mix of moisture-loving creatures such as salamanders, tree frogs, and dippers. Several perennial waterfalls cascade from the canyon rim, adding to the cool, moist canyon microclimate.
*from the National Park Service