Northwest Coast, Highway 101
September 12-16, 2010. Swags of hairy mosses drooped heavily over the truck, like fingers groping in the looming darkness. Shadowy tentacles extended, mysteriously obscuring any indication of light. Each moisture-laden branch capturing generations of earth and tree scents. One night in the middle of a temperature rain forest—surrounded by the ancient sentinels—forever an overwhelming experience caught in time. More can be read about our time in the Northwest rainforests at http://www.corinthrose.wordpress.com "Standing in the Silence of Giants.
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