After parking our car at the trail head just off Mountain Boulevard, we set out along the path. After climbing a series of steps, the trail was fairly level, hugging the side of the canyon. Far below, the creek gurgled as water made its way over the rocks and down the hill, ultimately ending in the ocean.
Gnarled California oaks grew along the side of the path, like creatures from a fairy tale. Along the lower slope, giant redwood trees towered more than a hundred feet into the sky.
It was late summer and flowers were going to seed and ferns had developed their decorative spores.
The shady path was a perfect choice for a nice walk on a warm day.
For some of the other trails in the park, click HERE.
For my post about an earlier visit to Joaquin Miller Park and the eccentric man who inspired the park's name, click HERE.
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