Photo Essay: Redwood City, CA
Wait, where are the tall trees?
An East Coast girl, I made an innocent geographical mistake regarding the location of the housesit we booked in Redwood City, CA. Must be near the great tree forests, right?
We had our usual pre-sit phone interview, reviewed the house and pet photos on the booking site, and we were looking forward to our three-week stay in June 2018. It wasn’t until we starting planning our road trip down the Pacific Coast Highway from Washington State to Redwood City that I realized my error. Oops. Redwood City is closer to San Francisco than the Redwood forests.
Yet it was no big deal. We did drive through the Avenue of the Giants, the Redwood Forest on Hwy 101 in Oregon.
It worked out for the best, of course. Our home in Redwood City was a stunning 3-story house filled with original artwork, many the creations of the owner’s mother. And gentle sweet Zoe, an old hound, was content to be walked twice a day and let herself out the back door into the terraced garden when necessary the rest of the time.
The cover photo of the Dumbarton Bridge, the southernmost bridge spanning the San Francisco Bay, was taken from our backyard. Also in our backyard:
And despite the location in the densely populated area, we were surrounded by nature. Here’s some of what Joe caught on our daily walks with Zoe:
So, seeing deer is not the biggest surprise. But one morning we took another road on the morning walk and did get a bit of an eye-opener:
And down the road from the llamas…
Because of the proximity to so many exciting California cities, we took many day trips. Next week, an interesting take on San Francisco and Crockett, the town Joe’s father landed in upon his arrival in the United States in the early 1900s.
Until next time…my best, Shelley