At the top end of town is the crown jewel, the old Carson Mansion, now a club. Mr Carson was a pioneer lumberman and his house is an 1888 Victorian timber extravaganza, totally overshadowing an otherwise impressive villa across the road that he built as a wedding present fro his son.
A few miles down the road is another town that prides itself on its Victorian era architecture, Ferndale, so we detoured to visit that as well.
Another way to understand the scale of the redwoods is to visit the house built entirely inside a log; kitchen - dining area, two single beds and a lounge area. It was originally toured around America on the trailer upon which it still sits. It is a little short on utility areas like laundry, bathroom and toilet but fascinating nevertheless.
Equally interesting is Mr Kellog's "Travel-log" truck, a sort of motorised caravan that also toured the States. The entire body of the truck was hollowed out of a single log and mounted on a truck chassis.
Leaving Hwy 101 we took California 1 over a torturous route to the coast, the most fun driving route so far in the USA.
The day started at 50F, and as we finished the Avenue of the Giants suddenly shot up to 89F then as we headed out to the coast dropped rapidly back to 55F.
152 miles today, total trip; 6796; States: California.
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