A couple days ago I walked out the backcountry at Sequoia National Park thoroughly exhausted, but with the feeling of accomplishment no other activity can quite provoke. This was the end of an incredible four-day trek through the giant forests of Sequoias, up over mountainous passes, along snow fed rivers and lakes, and past raging waterfalls. In total this trek was over 50 miles long and was the toughest one yet.
There is a very humbling quality when walking among 300-foot trees that have themselves seen the times change as they have been around for over 2,000 years. When walking among them, I cannot help but let my mind wander, recounting the events of California that have happened since these titans were mere saplings sprouting out of the forest floor; personifying them and wondering how they feel about the happenings in the modern era.
These trees are the tallest I have ever seen, as they would still tower over the colossal Ceibas of the Neotropics. I will again have the chance to walk under these giants in the California Coastal Redwoods in a few weeks.