When I was around the age of 14, my parents flew me across the country to California, where we explored the amazing wonders of nature on the West Coast. The Giant Redwood Forest made the biggest impression on me. As a small child, the enormous trees towered overhead. Brutally aware of my tininess, these trees really put some things into perspective. Hundreds of years old, the redwoods can only really be experienced in person. There is something so moving about having to lay down on the ground and gaze up into the sky in order to fully see a tree. The sheer width of their trunks is so big that it would take four or five adults linking arms to measure the circumference of one of the youngest members of the forest. Man-made bridges cut into the trunks were so large; I would wager that vans could even drive through. In order to climb one of these majestic tress, a person would need harnesses and equipment. To put these ancient beauties into perspective for you, I included the picture below:
These trees have lived through Native Americans, invasions, and social revolutions. It is easy to see why this small slice of heaven is one of my favorite places on earth. Hopefully, I will be able to experience their beauty again in my lifetime.