Fern Canyon


Hmmm….”Which trail should we take?”  We looked beyond the carved trail sign and froze.  A pair of eyes attached to a huge elk buck dared us to take the path he was guarding.    I insisted that we back away and we did – but not before Greg set down his tripod and snapped a photo!   

Stand Back!

We walked back down the path across the foot bridge and stopped for lunch.  Moments later, the elk reappeared  moving towards us at a brisk pace.  With lunch in hand we hiked further down the path, one of us looking nervously over her shoulder and the other lamenting the missed photo opportunity!   Ok…stop…far enough.  But our elk stalker continued the pursuit! Again, we moved on and met up with several other hikers.  One ventured up the path, camera in hand, but the elk was nowhere to be seen.  So, we resumed our hike.  Yes, back up the same way, despite my grumbling.  We later saw more elk on the trail…..one darted away and a couple more lounged in the grass, bored with our presence. 

Just Lounging!

Just Lounging!

Theas an aftertHmmm….”Which trail should we take?”  We looked beyond the carved trail sign and froze.  A pair of eyes attached to a huge elk buck dared us to take the path he was guarding.    I insisted that we back away and we did – but not before Greg set down his tripod and snapped a photo!   

Stand Back!

We walked back down the path across the foot bridge and stopped for lunch.  Moments later, the elk reappeared  moving towards us at a brisk pace.  With lunch in hand we hiked further down the path, one of us looking nervously over her shoulder and the other lamenting the missed photo opportunity!   Ok…stop…far enough.  But our elk stalker continued the pursuit! Again, we moved on and met up with several other hikers.  One ventured up the path, camera in hand, but the elk was nowhere to be seen.  So, we resumed our hike.  Yes, back up the same way, despite my grumbling.  We later saw more elk on the trail…..one darted away and a couple more lounged in the grass, bored with our presence. 

Just Lounging!

Just Lounging!

The “elk hike” was an afterthought.  We were in Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park on the coast, north of Orick, CA to see Fern Canyon.  This canyon cuts through 50′ walls draped with lush ferns.  Fern CanyonThe pebbled creek bed is the trail.  A series of flat planked “bridges” set out like stepping stones provide access across sections of the shallow stream.  It was serene, beautiful and a “must see”. 

Fern CanyonLush!hought.  We were in Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park on the coast, north of Orick, CA to see Fern Canyon.  This canyon cuts through 50′ walls draped with lush ferns.  Fern CanyonThe pebbled creek bed is the trail.  A series of flat planked “bridges” set out like stepping stones provide access across sections of the shallow stream.  It was serene, beautiful and a “must see”. 

Fern CanyonLush!

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13 comments

  1. OMG what an adventure!!! When we went there, all the elk were out on the Beach. It looks like they were all male. This time of year the stay in same sex herds. Beautiful pictures Greg.. Roseanne I know it must have been scary, but it DID make for a wonderful story. LOL.

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  2. ditto to what Kat said……very adventurous you two!

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  3. This adventure made me laugh out loud!
    Love that you continued on, despite your discomfort.
    Looks very beautiful!

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  4. Oh my…so want to go there!!!

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  5. No need to lament… the pictures you got were fantastic! You are really taking this “Wild” part to a whole new level… 😉

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  6. I am very happy that you are able to have those types of experiences. I love to chase the elk around. Although deer come in bucks and does, and fawns, elk are actually described differenty as in bulls, cows and calves. We love to hear of your adventures. I thought you would still be in the SW around this time. The Coast is the antedote for Nevada.. Love, Scott and Cindy

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  7. even though its light jacket weather (it will soon be warmer), its better than 108 degrees down south. When you get to Washington in Aug. it will be in the 80’s .

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