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Juror Series: States Worth Driving Through; California

Ah, California, the one state I think that should become its own country.  At the same time, it’s also a land that shouldn’t ever be  missed if you have a chance to visit because it has so many wonders.  When you say California, most people think of Los Angeles, Malibu, and/or Hollywood.  However, in my mind it brings images of zen deserts, enormous Sequoias, and crystal blue mountain lakes. It is a land that is filled with tranquil beauty and elegant nature that rivals that of many other states, and like New York, shouldn’t be written off only as filled with huge cities.

I started my trip on Interstate 5 coming out of Oregon.  I-5 is one of the wonderful roads like I-10 or I-95  that frames the US.  It begins at the border of Washington state and Canada, snakes  through the inner coast of Washington and Oregon, and then cuts California in half lengthways  in the center.  If followed to the end, it comes out at Tijuana, Mexico.  It is honestly one of those roads that should be traveled by every serious road tripper and experienced to the fullest.

Anyway, the great state of California!  Entering California from the north brings you into the gorgeous Californian Rocky Mountains.  It was here that I saw mountain lakes that could rival the startling blue of the Caribbean Ocean;  they were an aqua-white-green so vivid that you have to see it to believe it.  The surrounding scenery of mountains covered in orange and brown rocks and large shaggy pine trees create the sensation that you have stepped back into the heyday of the 1800’s gold rush days.  I wish I could have spent more time in this gorgeous part of the state, but my destination was farther south.

After the amazing peaks of the Rockies, I-5 comes into the breadbasket of California, the valley that hosts the capital, Sacramento.  My most vivid memory of this part of the state is how golden yellow the fields were, like liquid honey spread across the land.  These rolling hills hid various cattle land, wheat fields, and grape vineyards paired with the beautiful greens of late May.  This is a part of California that looks so quaint, filled with hard working people taking care of the family farms;  it doesn’t fit the normal picture of busy LA or Hollywood, and I think that is why I liked it so much.  Quaint, gentle, and warm, it could have been the  Midwest or parts of the South.

Leaving the breadbasket, the desert begins. It’s not so much a desert once you hit Modesto and Fresno, but it is a dryer part of the state.  The drive takes you by large open fields where most of the produce in the US is grown.  Vegetables and fruits of all kinds grow here, and the hard work of these land-laborers is very apparent, and so are the complex ways of irrigation.  When you go through this part of the state, it is a must to stop on a side road at a produce stand.  Most often than not, the produce you are buying was picked fresh that morning in the field behind the stand.  And while you are stopping off in this part of the state, you need to make a day trip to see the Sequoia National Forest.

Located about 30-60 minutes east of Fresno, the Sequoia National Forest is the refuge of the largest trees in the world. These trees have reached to almost 300 feet tall and have branches at 7 feet in diameter.  Walking through this forest is like nothing else on Earth and should be seen by everyone.  It makes you feel very small and humble among such awe-inspiring nature.  When you go, be sure to pack a jacket.  Even in the height of summer, it can be a bit cool in this National Park.  (Oddly enough I went there on the hottest day of the year and it was only 80 degrees.)

My trip on I-5 stopped at Bakersfield, and then turned onto Hwy 58, taking me deeper into desert country towards Needles and Barstow.  If you go this route to reach I-40, make sure you have plenty of fuel.  There is very little in terms of filling stations out there, so running out of gas is not a good idea; believe the signs that warn about this.  Out here you will also pass Edwards Air Force base, where every new aircraft for the US military is test flown.  The base is steeped in aviation history and should be visited by any aviation buffs, but check their website to make reservations for their tours.  Nearby is also the secretive Area 51, but I’m sure tours aren’t available there.  Also in this part of California is Boron where Borax is made.  It makes the air smell like kitty litter, which is just odd.

I highly suggest a trip like this through California.  Will it take you to such places as San Francisco or LA?  No, but it will instead give you a broader view of all the cards California holds as a state.  It isn’t all beaches and Hollywood glamour.  It is instead filled with rich beauty and studious farming that feeds most of the US.  A trip like this gives you a better sense of the humanity in California, instead of the drama of celebrity gossip.  It’s peaceful and a state worth driving through.

Until next time, happy road trippin’.

Juror #11/ A Wandering Soul

JR: Estes Park, Colorado

Not long after I turned eighteen, I drove from Kentucky to California for the first of what would eventually become five consecutive summers of cross-country road trippin. I did this for (I was sure at the time) a number of good and varied reasons, but looking back, I mostly just took off for the hell of it. I was full of restless energy, and I had read too much Jack Kerouac. Since time constraints were usually the least of my concern, I was lucky enough to see a great deal of the mountain west along the way.

Eventually, I began to leave the west coast alone and devote my wanderlust to the Rockies. Over time that lust evolved into love, and the Colorado Front Range, its surrounding towns and cities, Rocky Mountain National Park, and the town of Estes Park in particular have always existed as a kind of youthful touchstone for me. Memories from my first trip are vague and hazy. They revolve around meteor showers, some kid garbed in feathers and giving away his LSD while the band transformed Warren Zevon’s classic into “Werewolves of Estes”, and an especially memorable “backpacking” trip where my load consisted of a sleeping bag, fried chicken, and a heavy cooler full of ice and Natural Light. But beware the memories of an eighteen year old beatnik wannabe and know this. Estes Park is not the ideal place for young folks to party. It is the gateway to RMNP, a world class destination for rock climbing and other outdoor adventure sports, but it is also the destination of several million motorized tourists of all ages every summer. Its downtown assortment of congested ice cream, t-shirt, and knick-knack shops attests to this. It’s not as bad as your typical Colorado ski town in the winter, but summer’s are pretty busy in Estes and much of the business is family oriented.

Nevertheless, along the way rock climbing became a passion of mind, so I came back during the summer of 05 to work in Estes and climb almost every day. I met my wife there. We had a ton of fun, but our days mostly revolved around hiking, climbing, and camping in RMNP and the surrounding areas. If you are an experienced climber, the Front Range is a mecca of opportunity. From the Diamond, to Lumpy Ridge, to the Monastery, to Eldorado Canyon near the city of Boulder, you will never be at a loss for hard rock, but RMNP is also a great summer destination for alpine novices, even beginners, who are interested in strapping on a pack and searching out their own idea of adventure. There are endless cirques, ridges, and even alpine summits that can be explored on foot just a few miles from the trail head. Long’s Peak, at 14,200ft.(approximately) is the highest point in the park and can be summited (during the summer) in a long day with little to no technical gear or preparation. You’ll need to start well before daylight; however, or you run the risk of encountering the afternoon thunderstorms that commonly roll through the range in the summertime. (Disclaimer: Never attempt to scale a peak without consulting park rangers for the latest weather and trail conditions. Despite the technical “ease” of the Long’s Peak ascent hikers are killed by lightening and/or severe weather conditions every year.)

So, this is the primary reason I love the place and returned with my wife this summer, to hike, camp, and climb in an area that combines Colorado’s cool, clean mountain air and pristine wilderness with the added bonus of being just a few miles from all the conveniences of town. That’s really what sets the Front Range apart and makes this area a great destination for everyone. Even if your idea of experiencing nature need coincide with a car, the Trail Ridge road that winds through RMNP offers some of the most awe inspiring vistas in the lower 48. The town of Estes is sleepy, but there is great food to be had at Ed’s Cantina, and Lonigan’s Pub picks up on the weekends. You’ll struggle to find anything approximating fancy, but if good burgers and beer are your idea of a night out, Estes won’t disappoint. The college towns of Ft. Collins and Boulder are both approximately 45 minutes away, and both towns offer a variety of outdoor activities, great eats, and tons of cultural and entertainment possibilities. If you’re ever in Boulder during the summer be sure to pack a cooler and an inner tube and check out Boulder Creek for some easy access, incredibly fun, and best of all, free summer floating. It’s always crowded but full of fun loving, friendly locals and a great way to kick back on a hot day. Denver and its international airport are only an hour and a half from RMNP and you pass through Boulder on the way. So, all in all, its relatively inexpensive and easy to get there and explore all the Front Range has to offer. Hardened explorers and adventure seekers will probably want to stick to the more remote areas of Colorado. For those who want to have their nature experience and drink up too, the Front Range is well worth checking out.

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