I cannot think of anything more awe inspiring than sitting before old growth forest. The change that has transpired in civilization during the term of this tree's life is mind blowing. Sadly, these precarious giants must be cordoned off and guarded lest we kill them with kindness. In spite of the signs, people cross these barriers for photos, picnics, and whatever else. The rangers roll their eyes and escort protesting tourists from the delicate roots of these trees. I have a few favorite trees I visit every few years to tell my secrets to. They are patient witnesses.