Motorcycle Notepad - day 3 on the road

I slept inside a hollow tree in a grove of ancient coastal redwoods. Even though the inside of the base had burned/rotted out, this tree was still standing at 200 feet or so. The bottom had a hollowed-out room inside. It was about 15 feet across. The floor was very soft.

I slept solid around 4 hours until WDs started hitting bad. From then on, my sleep was broken by dreams and much tossing and turning. In one, Forest creatures came to see me. Half their bodies were healthy and half were gangrenous zombie bodies. They brought with them the mummified bodies of their ancestors that humans had mindlessly destroyed. The spirits of the ancestors still lived inside the mummy bodies.

One forest animal, half his face human and the other half rotting but with a snakelike eye with a vertical pupil brought me to a spit of land that projected into the ocean. The forest king saw me and blamed me for the destruction of the forest. (Half of it was logged and 20 foot diameter stumps were still visible. The other hafl was still old growth ancient redwoods, spruce, and others). I thougth it was stragne that the forest king was riding on a barge. Court musicians played strange music on forest instruments as he floated by. He was angry and sent rats to bite me. At that moment, an immortal rat began chasing me. He jumped on my head and bit me.

I awoke and there was a rat on my head sniffing my ear. I shooed it away and went back to sleep. The Forest King came back and put me on trial for the destruction of the forest. I explained that it wasn't me. He agreed and let me sleep in peace for the rest of the night.
 
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