We’ve spent the last few days visiting our old haunts in
Arcata where we went to school at Humboldt State. Back in the day, which was
the hay-day of Humboldt Homegrown, in the town square you would get an
occasional whiff of someone toking up a fatty on the sly. Now people who have
medical aliments requiring medical marijuana treatment inhabit the whole town
square. It actually makes for a very calming shopping experience at the cool
shops around the square not to mention great appetites for the local
restaurants.
The community redwood forest backs Humboldt State. The
forest is full of trails I used to run as a student. Since we left they added a
disc golf course in the forest and I was anxious to give it a whirl even though
I knew it would be challenging in the heavily wooded area. Most disc courses
are pretty well marked and even if obstacles abound there are signs pointing to
the next hole. Not so here. I think the theme was to keep the course natural
with minimal signage intrusions. So not only was the challenge to get the disc
to the basket it was also to find the next tee. I think we played hole 15
before 13, missed 11 entirely, but enjoyed this sign for hole 18.
Many of our dates back in college days were long walks on
the beach. Heartwarming to still be able to do that now.
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