Old Trees

May 13, 2014
Merced Grove of Giant Sequoias, Yosemite National Park
Total distance walked: 3 miles

Of the three Giant Sequoia groves in Yosemite National Park, Merced Grove may be the smallest, but it holds a special place in my heart.

Its seclusion and lack of crowds make it my favorite. Chris and I ventured into this serene grove to witness some of the largest living organisms on the planet. Additionally, the trail offers a fantastic snowshoeing experience during the winter months.

From the small, paved parking lot, we stepped into the forest where the path was wide, and the ground felt soft beneath our feet. We walked accompanied by the lively chatter of birds and squirrels all around us.

Flat section of trail.

Upon reaching a signed fork in the trail, we veered left, descending six hundred feet along a narrower and rockier path. Below us, Moss Creek flowed silently, while dogwoods bloomed beneath a majestic canopy of towering pines.

Dogwood blooms.

We approached the ancient grove at the forest floor where five sturdy Sequoias stood like sentinels guarding their domain. These old trees, rich in tannin, are naturally protected against insects and fungi.

From there the trail leveled.

Looking up and up and up.

We continued our walk in awe, passing by several more Giant Sequoias and dogwoods until we arrived at Russell Cabin. Altogether, this grove is home to around 20 magnificent Sequoia trees.

Youthful dogwoods amid mature sequoias.

Russell Cabin, built in the 1930s, originally served as a ranger station and provided an occasional retreat for the park superintendent.

We settled on the sunny porch, taking in the serene view of the forest and its magnificent trees.

Happy to be here.

Across from the cabin steps stood two Sequoias, one of which had endured burn damage at its base, leaving a scar large enough to stand inside.

The trail extended beyond the cabin, leading us through a lush green landscape that perfectly embodied the essence of spring. At the end of the trail, we were met with a jumble of fallen trees along an unmanicured path.

The trail came to an abrupt end, giving way to a chaotic tangle of fallen trees and an overgrown path beyond.

On our way back up the uphill path, we encountered just one or two wildflowers along the way.

Mountain Violet

I pondered the events taking place in the world when these ancient trees were merely saplings. Although I couldn’t answer that question off-hand, I felt content to be near them and touch their bark, knowing they would stand tall, long after I am gone.

Passing between two towering sequoias.

18 thoughts on “Old Trees

  1. Another great walk in the woods. I never get tired of reading your blogs and looking at the great pictures. I’m happy that you live close enough to take advantage of the opportunity to explore such a beautiful area!!!
    Dad

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  2. After living in Minnesota and exploring all that it has to offer, I am amazed at the wonder of Yosemite. Thank you for sharing all of your hikes and exploring of the region.

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  3. Okay… I live in the Pacific Northwest (Washington) and I’m no stranger to big beautiful trees however…your pictures left in in awe. Only our great God could create such magnificence.
    Love all your pictures and that you freely share them with us. 🙂

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  4. Thanks, Janet! We’ve been at the start of this walk…..last time a bear was blocking the way….so we turned back!

    I love your blogs,

    hugs,

    M

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  5. I am worshiping by these giants, too. Thanks for sharing them. I am also pondering your comment about retirement and wondering whether that shall ever happen with us. Dreaming…

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