{"id":7779,"date":"2018-01-13T05:49:23","date_gmt":"2018-01-13T12:49:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=7779"},"modified":"2021-09-24T03:51:09","modified_gmt":"2021-09-24T10:51:09","slug":"klamath","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=7779","title":{"rendered":"Klamath"},"content":{"rendered":"

Six hours straight north<\/strong> from San Francisco lies the otherworldly land of the California Redwoods. The tiny town of Klamath<\/a> sits along the side of the road smack dab in the middle of the forest.<\/p>\n

Named for the Klamath Indians that have called this place home since their world began, you feel the raw power of nature here.<\/p>\n

Time moves at a different pace, which affects you in a deep and profound way. You slow down in both body movements and thoughts.
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I watch old boats rock<\/strong> in the gentle waves of the Klamath river, touch old abandoned churches that still have a feel of lost faith in their worn and faded wood slats.<\/p>\n

I see hidden bears in the roadside brush.<\/p>\n

This place sparks my will to keep living, keep exploring.<\/p>\n\n\n

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