Central
Valley
The vast interior of California is split down the middle by the Sierra
Nevada (Spanish for "snowy range"), or High Sierra, a sawtooth
range of snow-capped peaks that stands high above the semi-desert
of the Owens Valley. The wide Central Valley (aka the San Joaquin
Valley) in the west was made super-fertile by irrigation projects
during the 1940s, and is now almost totally agricultural. Even if
the nightlife begins and ends with the local ice-cream parlor, after
the big cities of the coast it can all be quite refreshing. However,
the real reason to come here is to reach the national parks of Sequoia
and Kings Canyon - whose huge trees form the centerpiece of a rich
natural landscape - and Yosemite , where towering walls of silvery
granite are invigorated by waterfalls. Few roads penetrate the hundred
miles of wilderness to the east, but the entire region is crisscrossed
by hiking trails leading up into the pristine alpine backcountry.
The arrow-straight
I-5 barrels straight up from LA to San Francisco. Four daily trains
and frequent Greyhound buses run through the valley, calling at
the towns along Hwy-99, in particular Merced, which has bus connections
to Yosemite but otherwise doesn't merit a look-in.
Central
Coast
After
the hustle of LA and San Francisco, the four hundred miles of coastline
in between - the central coast - is a welcome respite, sparsely
populated outside the few medium-sized cities and lined by clean
sandy beaches. It is at its most dramatic along Big Sur , one of
the most rugged, savagely beautiful stretches of coastline in the
world, where the brooding Santa Lucia Mountains rise steeply out
of the thundering Pacific surf. The two largest towns are poles
apart: Santa Barbara in the south is a wealthy resort colony, full
of old and new money, while Santa Cruz to the north is a coastal
town redolent of the Sixties - where the local collegians are officially
known as the "Banana Slugs." In between, languorous San
Luis Obispo makes a good base for visiting Hearst Castle , the hilltop
palace of publishing magnate William Randolph Hearst, and the inspiration
for the Xanadu pleasure palace in the film Citizen Kane.
Almost all of
the towns grew up around Spanish missions , each a long day's walk
from the next, and once enclosed within thick walls to prevent Native
American attack. Monterey , a hundred miles south of San Francisco,
was California's capital under Spain and Mexico, and still has attractive
early-nineteenth-century architecture.
Amtrak's Coast
Starlight train runs along the coast up to San Luis Obispo before
cutting inland north to San Francisco and up to Seattle; Greyhound
buses stop at most of the towns, especially along the main highway,
US-101.
Gold
Country
Over
150 years before international techies invaded California in search
of Silicon gold, rough and ready 49ers came to the Gold Country
of the Sierra Nevada, 150 miles east of San Francisco, to look for
the real thing. The area ranges from the foothills near Yosemite
to the deep gorge of the Yuba River two hundred miles north, with
Sacramento as its largest city. Many of the mining camps that sprung
up around the Gold Country vanished as quickly as they appeared,
but about half still survive. Some are bustling resorts, standing
on the banks of whitewater rivers in the midst of thick pine forests;
others are just eerie ghost towns, all but abandoned on the grassy
rolling hills. Most of the mountainous forests along the Sierra
crest are preserved as near pristine wilderness, with excellent
hiking, camping and backpacking. There's great skiing in winter,
around the mountainous rim of Lake Tahoe on the border between California
and Nevada, aglow under the bright lights of the nightclubs and
casinos that line its southeastern shore.
Northern
California
The
massive and eerily silent volcanic lands of northern California
have more in common with Oregon and Washington than with the rest
of the state. Its small settlements live by logging, fishing and
farming, though locals have been joined in recent years by New Agers,
ex-hippies, and an ever-growing contingent of tourists. Once you're
past the atypically lush valleys of the Wine Country , the coast
stretches for four hundred miles of rugged bluffs and forests. Aside
from the beautiful deserted beaches that stripe the coast, trees
are the big attraction, thousands of years old and hundreds of feet
high, dominating a landscape swathed in swirling mists. The Redwood
National Park teems with campers and hikers in summer, but out of
season it can be idyllic. The remote wildernesses of the interior
can be enchanting, especially around the Shasta Cascade and Lassen
Volcanic National Park.
Public transportation
is, not surprisingly, scarce, though Greyhound buses run from San
Francisco and Sacramento up and down I-5 and US-101.
San
Francisco's Bay Area
Of
the six million people who make their home in the vicinity of San
Francisco, only a lucky one in eight lives in the city itself. Everyone
else is spread around the Bay Area , a hodgepodge of either very
rich or very poor towns located down the peninsula or across one
of the two impressive bridges that span the chilly waters of the
exquisite natural harbor. In the East Bay are industrial Oakland
and intellectual Berkeley. To the south lies the gloating new wealth
of the Peninsula , known as "Silicon Valley" because of
its multibillion-dollar computer industry. Across the Golden Gate
Bridge to the north is the woody, leafy landscape and rugged coastline
of Marin County , America's richest suburb.
Southern
California Desserts
The
deserts of Southern California occupy a quarter of the state. Untouched
but for the three million acres used for military bases, this hot
and often inhospitable wilderness exerts a powerful fascination
for venturesome travelers. There are two distinct regions: the Colorado
or Low Desert in the south, which is the most easily reached from
LA, containing the opulent artificial oasis of Palm Springs and
the primeval expanse of Joshua Tree ; and the Mojave or High Desert
, dominated by Death Valley and stretching along Hwy-395 up to the
sparsely populated Owens Valley , infamous as the place from which
the city of Los Angeles stole its water.
It is impossible
to do justice to this area without your own wheels. Palm Springs
can be reached on public transportation, but only the periphery
of Joshua Tree is accessible and it's a long hot walk to anywhere
very interesting. You can get as far as Barstow on Greyhound and
Amtrak, but no transportation traverses Death Valley, leaving only
the Owens Valley with its daily Greyhound service between LA and
Reno.
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