As a staunch Atheist, admitting that I can understand the belief in a God or Gods might seem contentious. So when I rode through the Avenue of the Giants, which by the way is similar to riding through a cathedral, I suddenly got it. That’s not to say I was a born again (far from it) but I understood why people might believe is a greater “force”
The sheer size of the redwoods altered everything I thought I knew about trees. They were awesome, in the truest sense of the word.
bitter/sweet 