Our final destination was Arcata, a small hippie town not far from the Oregon border. We spent 2 nights there and explored the area which included: a memorable stroll across the square to Arcata's newest gem, Cafe Brio, for European style all-organic pastries, perfectly prepared Blue Bottle coffee and a rosemary potato tart that makes my mouth water just thinking of it; a short stroll through the center of Arcata, popping into the bookstores and boutiques around the plaza, before heading to Humboldt Brews for a pint of hemp ale and a wicked match of pool...Chloe helped; and a drive to Redwood National Park where we viewed a herd of Elk. Arcata is a artsy college town, where, unlike in surrounding cities, dreadlocks outnumber mullets; there are more bookshops than gun stores; locally farmed cuisine rates high on the priority lists of eating places; and you can explore a redwood grove in the heart of downtown. What more do you need?
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This old hippy spent 6 years in Arcata and really enjoyed the pictures. It all looks so familar, happy to see your little one exporling the tallest trees in the world!
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