 |
| Scott Peden Colleciton |
“This
grove of giant redwoods, is situated on the north-eastern bank of the San
Lorenzo river, (six miles from Santa Cruz by the toll-road) a sight of which,
and a stroll beneath the stupendous dome of foliage, would repay a trip from
the States; they are only surpassed by their giant brethren of Calaveras and
Mariposa. The view of the grove, as we approach it, is grand in the extreme.
Leaving the road and turning through the lane to the left, we have a view of a
grassy sward without a tree upon its undulating surface. At the foot of this
lawn, and thrown in bold relief by the back-ground of towering trees is a
beautiful grove of laurels, the famous baywood of California. Immediately in
front, the road disappears through a tunnel in the foliage, into this we
plunge, and are lost to the outside world, and lost in admiration at the beauty
of the place. On either hand rose massive columns of wood, towering hundreds of
feet towards the ethereal dome, which only appears in scattered patches above
the shady canopy. All who have visited this grove have expressed themselves
agreeably surprised. Even while we were seated at the foot of the large tree, a
party of tourists arrived, a number of whom came from the far off coast of
Maine – (Mainuttes) – and others from
the ‘Jerseys’ to spread the gospel – a gay party of clerical ladies and gentlemen.”
“Santa
Cruz – The Newport of the Pacific,” by J. Whillikens, Santa Cruz Weekly
Sentinel, June 3, 1871.
No comments:
Post a Comment