We drove through large stands of coastal redwoods, not the biggest virgin stands yet but still pretty impressive and grand. We also did the tourist thing, drove the Miata through a living tree tunnel, we walked through a carved out tree, and checked out the one-log log house. We skipped the “world famous” tree house and about a half dozen redwood trinket shops. They are everywhere you turn around here. I even passed up the redwood postcard. Sorry, Mom. Yeah, we saw a bat tree too. It is home to a large colony that ought to have young right now. To bad (not), they were all sleeping when we were there.