Into the Mystic (Trees)
Patrick's Point is always a favorite stop when cruising my way back down the West Coast. It's eerily beautiful to wake up among the Redwoods, where the morning mist hangs low & thick to mute most other camp noises. Facilities are well maintained & most other campers are quite considerate in the grounds. They even have site storage-boxes for your firewood & food. Each site is wonderfully private, enclosed by mystic trees.
If your stamina permits, the descent (and climb back up!) is worth the shakey-leg syndrome some might encounter at the point to the left of the campground. The tide pools are always magical; vultures and hawks float among the cliff sides in the coastal updrafts, the sea breeze carries echoes of the sea lions that dot the inaccessible offshore crags, anemones & barnacles & starfish (oh, my!) decorate the rocky shores.
The one improvement which could be made is more attentive rangers; there are some groups of folks who unfortunately don't understand, or blatantly disregard the necessity of "leave it better than you found it" (let alone the signs declaring how imperative it is to leave inhabitants of the tide pools where they are). We left early due to some people (adults!) terrorizing the tide pools, after reminding them of the sensitive ecosystem.
Overall, definitely a must-stay. Be sure you have what you need for camp cooking- markets aren't too close! Campground fire pits have a cooking grate to pivot over the fire for some good eats, water spigots easily accessible as well.