Katrina W.
Yelp
Like snowflakes and fingerprints and all God's creatures, each National Park is created differently. What's interesting about Redwood NP is that it's not so much one park, as a group of other parks spread between cities and towns and farms and reservation land. As a result, it turns out your camping options in Redwood National Park are pretty limited.
You might be tempted, as I was, to just pull off the side of the road and crawl inside the stumpy hollow of one of those ancient and massive burnt-out trees. But unless you've brought your backpacking gear, it gets cold in the woods, and there are spiders in the hollows, not to mention the bobcats and cougars and bears (oh my!).
Though I'd have preferred to be nestled in the woods, Gold Bluffs was the closest sanctioned campground in the middle part of park, and getting there weaved a bit of a bumpy ride through some beautiful and unique features of the woods before depositing you on the serene grassy beach near Fern Canyon. Here there be mushrooms bigger than your head. Here there be giant elk in the fields. In this magical woodland area, I spied least 9 different types of ferns.
Beauty aside, there are a few setbacks. At $35 a night, it's not a campsite for the thrifty. And as it's first-come-first-served, you might find yourself without a spot during the busier seasons, which has the potential, after the long drive out, to push even the most zen of wonderland explorers to a panicky tantrum.
Protip: ignore the first pay booth. There's another pay station right at the campsite, so you can check out availability before you fork up your dollars. And if you find there's no room at the inn, don't freak out too much, lest one of those giant woodland creatures thinks you're up for a tumble. Just breathe in the salty sea air, soak in the beauty, and roll on down the road.