All around the Christmas trees were pine cones the size of both my fists put together. We trekked on a trail that was grassed underneath and wooded on either side. We stepped out of the trail into an open clearing. It looked like a giant had stamped through here and crushed redwoods underneath his toes and picked up tall trees like twigs and thrown them aside. With all the debris the trail was less defined except where regular sized human toes had pressed down the giant crushed redwood splinters. Following this we found the trail. This trail was more eclectic underneath and not all the woods on either side were still standing. Some were fallen.