Redcrest to Leggett-65miles

With polystyrene hat uneaten, just like a significant proportion of the humungous pizzas last night, Pierre's stomach lived on, to embrace another day in the land of the super-size!

A wonderful time was had by all staying at the cabins and we were all eager to be back on the road amongst the Giants.

Pierre and I went off the route to hunt out a tree with a 53 foot circumference.

As I stood waiting at one point, while he went on a further investigation, all I could hear was whistling in my ears. The sound of silence, deep in the forest. A rare experience indeed. Pierre might say the same thing :-)

Pierre put his helmet next to the trunk, to give some scale to the girth:

It was cool in the forest, so quite a contrast when we emerged out into the well-established heat of the day. Very nice.

My legs were nowhere today, luckily there were lots of excuses to stop and take photos or have yet another nature break.

Just when I was thinking there hadn't been any new wildlife spots today, this little chap caught my eye on the road, stealthily creeping his way along.

Tonight we are at Leggett, a remote little place, famous for it's drive through tree. And soon to be infamous for Geoff's fresh Chinook salmon on the barbie. 

Which, I must say was thoroughly nyum nyum nyum.

As George summarised quite a few nights back, food was great, company even better :-)