Every Labor Day we trek up Highway 101 to backcountry Mendocino, to Emandal, a farm that's invited people to stay in redwood cabins on its property for over 100 years now. There's a lot to like about the place, but one thing that always awes me are the rocks sat majestically in the North Fork of the Eel River.
This year I swam down river from this one,
to this one, a distance of maybe a half a mile -- riffles, pools, massive sunken boulders and a million algaed pebbles; turtles, egrets, scores of fish, monarchs, swallowtails and redheaded ducks.
