Wednesday, May 2, 2018

Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park

At Daybreak (Christian) Camp, Felton CA

Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park Sign

The Monterey/Santa Cruz area is the southern most region for Costal Redwoods to grow.  Big Sur State Park, south of Monterey is a very popular park.  Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park is just above Santa Cruz, in Felton, and is less known, less busy, and they have a very nice ADA trail called “Redwood Grove Loop Trail” where you can walk among old growth Redwoods..  There is a second part of the park just a little to the North that they call the Fall Creek Unit, and it has what they call “second growth” Redwoods, or trees which are 100 years old or younger.



Redwood Tree Rings showing age of tree   Redwood Tree Rings showing age of tree

This cutout of a Redwood Tree is of a tree which “fell” back in 1934, and it was 2,200 years old when it fell.  They have little plaques showing significant historical events during the tree’s lifetime.  The bottom two pictures show the far left plaques on the tree, and the far right near the center…click on either of those pictures and you can see the events for yourself.  Marcia is pointing out the plaques in the top picture.

Henry Cowell Redwoods

Those of you who have tried to take a picture of a Redwood Tree, or those who have followed other blogs which have talked about the Redwoods, know that capturing the magnitude of these great trees in a picture is just so hard to do.  The park expects you to stay on the paths, understandably…but that gives you less angles from which you can try to capture the fullness of large Redwood in a picture.

Henry Cowell Redwoods     Henry Cowell Redwoods

Taking a picture in landscape mode, like the two above, just can’t capture half of the tree.  The far left looks straight up along one portion of the path…the one on the right shows trees with Marcia looking at them…it shows how big they are, making her just a speck in the picture.

Henry Cowell Redwoods     Henry Cowell Redwoods

Above are two pictures, taken from different angles, of the largest tree in the grove, aptly called, “The Giant”.  The brochure they give you at the start of the trail says it is 270’ tall…but a volunteer worker told us they measured it just a a few months ago and it is now 274 1/2 feet tall.  It is thought to have started growing around 628 AD, give or take 200 years.

Henry Cowell Redwoods    Henry Cowell Redwoods

They say that the trail is just under a mile long, and it was an easy walk, and Marcia (in picture left) had no problems traveling along the pathway.  Near the end is the Burls Tree (picture right), a profusion of bumpy growths, harmless to the tree, due to a mass of dormant buds.  Most Redwoods have Burls, not as massive as this tree does.  They can be found down near the bottom, or partway up, or even near the top…this tree seemed to have them all over.  There are other large trees at the State Park…giant sycamores…but that was on another trail which was not as ADA friendly as this one, so we did not see them.

 Roaring Camp Railroad Train next to state park

Next to the park is the Roaring Camp Railroads.  In the 1830's, Isaac Graham, a mountain man, settled in the area, and the Mexican authorities named Graham's wild settlement "Roaring Camp."    (In the picture above you can see a locomotive traveling not far from our trail)

 Roaring Camp Railroad

He opened a saw mill by 1842, but the Redwood Trees here were spared, and 25 years later they became the first virgin stand of coastal redwoods to be protected from logging.

 Roaring Camp Railroad

The Santa Cruz / Felton Railroad opened in 1875, carrying tourists between the beach and the Big Trees, and logs to the port of Santa Cruz. In 1876, the South Pacific Coast Railroad narrow gauge network completed its line from Alameda to Los Gatos, then over the mountains to Felton, absorbing the Santa Cruz & Felton to complete the line to Santa Cruz.  By 1887 South Pacific Coast Railroad was a major California transportation concern; and Southern Pacific paid six million dollars to merge it into their California transportation system.

 Roaring Camp Railroad

These last three pictures above are from the Roaring Camp Railroads.  They have various train rides you can take.  The larger rails, as seen directly above, will go all the way to Santa Cruz.  The narrow gauge, shown in the second picture above by the water tower, is also used.  Visit their website if interested…we were not, but some of them go right through the Redwoods!

Burdick pocket watch

But what did interest me was the history of the railroad…you see, as I have mentioned before, my Great-grandfather Charles Huntington Burdick was a conductor, retiring in 1924, passing away in 1933, on the train that ran from Santa Cruz to Alameda (Oakland area).  I was hoping that someone at the Roaring Camp could confirm that the Railroad passed through where Roaring Camp currently is located.  Although we did not find anyone, it does look like it is the same tracks.  It is very heartwarming to know that Great-grandpa passed along this area many times.  The pocket watch above was given to him at his retirement, and has been now handed down to my son Michael.  Found Great-grandpa’s obituary in the Santa Cruz Newspaper, page 6, Saturday, April 15, 1933:

Burdick, Former S. P. Conductor, Succumbs In S.F. Charles Burdick, Southern Pacific train conductor on the Santa-Cruz San Francisco run for many years and on the Boulder Creek run prior to that, died Wednesday at his home in San Francisco. He was 69 years of age. Mr. Burdick, prominent Mason and former resident of Santa Cruz, had "been ill ever since his retirement from the railroad a year ago. Surviving him are the widow, Mrs. Nellie Burdick, and a son, Edwin, of San Francisco.

As obituaries go, there are errors.  Unless he continued to work past the date on the watch, he retired way more than a year before he died.  Also, my Grandfather is Edwin, and he did not live in San Francisco, but he had lived in San Francisco, being born in Portland Oregon where his mother was from.  We have never figured out how Charles and Nellie met one another, but she was from near Portland in Oregon, and grandpa was born 10 months after their marriage.  We just figure that he worked for the Southern Pacific Railroad and met her through his travels.  But we do know that he was a conductor on this railroad between Oakland and Santa Cruz…with ferry service between San Francisco and Oakland before people got on the train.

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Felton, California

At Daybreak (Christian) Camp, Felton CA

Cousin Rich and Marci's place, Felton CA

We pulled out of my sister’s house about 9:45…Sandy was at work, and we said our goodbyes last night, but Arny was there to see us off, help guide me down the wooden ramps needed so that we don’t bottom out on the driveway, and his biggest task was to lure Bubba into the motorhome because as soon as he came outside of the house, around the corner and off the far end of the backyard he went.  I took along the leash just in case…but Uncle Arny successfully lured him into the motorhome, and off we went.  Above you can see us safely snuggled in along the RV parking area of the Daybreak Camp that my cousin Rich and his wife Marci are the Executive Directors of.  RV electrical plug, and water, no sewer, but we will be gone by Friday, so sewer is not needed.

Lodi California (yes, “Stuck in Lodi” by Creedence Clearwater Revival) is only 50 minutes from my sister’s house, nearly all Interstate travel.  It took us 75 minutes to get there because Caltrans was repairing a section of the Interstate about 15 miles north of Lodi along I-5.  We were headed to Flying J where we filled up with Propane, emptied our waste tanks, and filled up with gas.  The GPS tried to take me over to Franklin Blvd. around Lambert Road…but stubborn me said, “That seems like a long way around….” not knowing that there was road work ahead.  Just past the Lambert exit I see the sign…and there is no where to turn now.  Took 20 minutes to go 5 miles…another lesson learned.  At 12:30 we were back on I-5…yes, an hour stop because we also needed a RV Wash at the Blue Beacon next to Flying J…lots of Elm Tree blossoms all over the motorhome.  As usual, they did a good job.  From there, we drove right to Felton, arriving at 3:15, 15 minutes later than we told Rich and Marci’s youngest son Devin…who was waiting for us at the “back pasture” to let us in.

The Campground, Felton CA     The Campground, Felton CA

Daybreak Camp, a non-denominational Christian Camp, is real pretty…although we have not taken a tour yet...that should come tomorrow.  In the picture to the left is an open lawn, very large swimming pool to the far left behind those trees, a covered pavilion area where they typically have crafts, and one of the cabins to the right.  In the picture to the right, I is the dining hall and kitchen.  The campground can sleep just shy of 200 people, more if there are RVs and tents.  Rich said that for the kids camps, they have around 110 volunteers for around 140 kids, so they can handle around 250 in total.  They are not open to the public for general camping, it is for non-profit groups.  Each year Daybreak has four different camps, one for young kids, another for older kids, another for youth, and a family camp.  Churches also use the campground, especially during the summer when each week there is something going on...but it can be used all year around, something that Rich and Marci and working on.


San Lorenzo River, looking north    San Lorenzo River, looking south

Yes, I was serious when I said “The back pasture”.  The wooden bridge above is the main road leading into the campgrounds…nothing Rich felt would be good to drive the motorhome over, although I think we are under the gross weight ... why chance it...it is among the top 5% worse bridges in all of California.  The San Lorenzo River runs under the bridge, with the picture to the left looking north, and the picture to the right looking south.  In the first picture showing our motorhome, the river runs just on the other side of the motorhome, close to the bridge.  Little traffic goes over this one lane bridge, but when it does, it has a low rumble like thunder...or like bowling pins being knocked over in a bowling alley.  The County and Caltrans are going to have to replace the bridge soon...the work will have to be done after April and before October because of the spawning fish between October through March.  It is a county bridge, and there are about 20 homes and other establishments the bridge feeds...the camp just happens to be the first property closest to the bridge.  When this work is done, the road we are camping on will have to be used, along with the pasture road (non-paved) to give access to everyone on this side of the bridge.  Once the new bridge is put in, it will be much easier to bring RVs to the campground...but the RV area will be moved away from this road.

Redwood Tree and Pine Trees
Here is a small stand of trees just behind the motorhome, and the river runs on the other side of them.  If I am correct with my trees, the far right is a Coastal Redwood, while the other two are Pine Trees…the barks are different between a Pine and a Redwood.  They have a number of Redwoods here at the Campground, and this whole area is known for its Redwood Trees…with the Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park not too far away, as is the Roaring Camp Railroads.  My Great Grandfather once lived in Santa Cruz, and was a conductor for the South Pacific Coast Railroad, later acquired by the Southern Pacific Railroad.  His pocket watch, given to him upon retirement, was given to me by mom and dad when I earned my Masters Degree in Library and Information Sciences.  Road to pasture, our way in and outWhen my son Michael earned his Masters from University of California (Berkeley), I gave it to him.  The South Pacific Coast Railroad was a narrow gauge steam railroad running between the Santa Cruz Docks (at the time it was the third or fourth busiest docks in the state),  and Alameda, with a ferry connection in Alameda to San Francisco.  Starting out on the Centerville Horse Driven Train in Centerville (Newark), Charles Burdick turned that over to his brother Henry and moved on to the South Pacific Coast Railroad.  So this area has had a large impact on our family…and it is nice to see Richard working at this Church Campground where 'our' (his and my, Rich is just a few years younger than me, his father is my father's older brother) Great-Grandfather was a conductor on a train line that ran right through Felton.   The picture to the right is the road leading to or from the pasture land, which had about a dozen pretty horses boarded there, owned by local residents. 

Not sure of everything we will do over the next three days, but we plan to head to Mariposa on Friday so that we can visit Yosemite National Park.  Marci and Rich's daughter Liz is going to have a baby any day now...so Marci is not here, and Rich is on call to head back to the Placerville area on short notice 'after' the baby is actually born.