I thought that after all of this driving around California, I had seen most of what there was to see. I had lived in this state for a decade, and although I only really started exploring in the last two years, I had spent more time here than anywhere else. Yet time after time, I find something new, and on each journey, I don’t ever know if I have finally “peaked” as each place seems to be better, or al least just as wondrous, as the last. For todays voyage, I was traveling south from Oregon, feeling on top of the world and anxious to get back to Los Angeles, but like many times before, I saw a brown “National Park Service” sign when I stopped for dinner off of the 5 in Red Bluff. I couldn’t believe that there was yet another park up here that I hadn’t been to, let alone even heard of! So naturally, I charged up and set off, ready to discover what waited for me.