Occasionally, fortune favors the failed. We had planned to spend a night or two in Jedediah Smith Redwoods State Park, home to some of the world’s tallest trees, and we figured, since it was Tuesday in late September, we’d van in like a boss while blasting Justin Bieber and take the VIP spot. What we didn’t know, though, was that California was also unemployed and homeschooling and that the park would be full. As were the next three parks we visited. Fortunately, our lack of fortune, caused us to drive through a majority of the Redwoods State and National Parks (the parts accessible by road, of course). We saw elk (including that twelve-pointer above). A Big Tree. And what I’m next to certain was a hobbit. Eventually, after driving the length of the park, we found an available spot at Big Lagoon County Park. The back half of the park fronts the redwoods; the front half the lagoon. The park host collects, err hoards, bonsais (and he quickly corrected me, it’s pronounced bone-sai not ban-zai, which is a kamikaze) and sold us an eight dollar lot of the best firewood I’ve yet to burn. After a long day of, somewhat, aimlessly driving, we crashed in the redwoods. The next morning, we paddleboarded in the calm and temperate lagoon. I could’ve gotten lost in that lagoon. But Everett, fortunately, found land (see video).