I wake up on the floor of a church and leave first thing in the morning to make my 400 meters climb up Mill pass. I don't know if I will be able to handle the hill, it's almost double the highest climb I've ever done.

I decide that to motivate myself to tackle this big climb I should have a breakfast of campions, so I stop in to Fisherman's Restaurant outside of Crescent City and go for a very excessive stack of pancakes and french toast. It worked.

The climb up the hill through Mill Creek was endless but surprisingly easy. Something about how the roads twisted and were graded made the climbing much more conquerable than the bigger highway passes.

At the top I had the privilege to have one of the greatest bicycle descents off my life. I literally descents from above the clouds. It was fantastic and one I will remember for a long time.

The next climb surprised me because it was up into Prairie Redwood forest. All of the climbing happened at once, and the next 10km was a smooth rolling downhill through a gorgeous redwood forest.

Redwood trees have a mystical property to them. They are so formidable as to make you insignificant in their presence. As if to say "what are you to my 1600 years?"

Silence is a common part of visiting the redwoods, either because of the location, the altitude, or conservation, these forests are amongst the most peaceful. Time does not seem to move here, Fallen trees have remained for many lifetimes.

I am sad when I leave, but I arrive to an equally beautiful place - Sue Meg which hosts an amazing coastline. I watch the fog roll away as the sun sets.