Where the Pacific ocean meets the start of the Redwood forest is a sliver of land where the mighty elk call home.
Golds Bluff Beach.
My tired body makes it’s way toward the soothing sound of ocean waves, I find a lean-to shelter left by another wanderer where I take comfort inside.
I have a book to read, the salty air to breathe, and the comfort of Nature all around me.
The elk pay no mind to the newest member of the herd.
