"Little, however, is to be learned in confused, hurried touri..." — John Muir

Little, however, is to be learned in confused, hurried tourist trips, spending only a poor noisy hour in a branded grove with a guide. You should go looking and listening alone on long walks through the wild forests and groves in all the seasons of the year. In the spring the winds are balmy and sweet....In summer the days go by in almost constant brightness....In the autumn the sighing of the winds is softer than ever....Winter comes suddenly, arrayed in storms.