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As difficult as it is to imagine the beauty that once made up the Florissant National Park. I placed myself back in time with no one around but the large redwood trees towering over me dancing as the wind blew through them making beautiful music as the leaves rattled. With the mountains in the background showing off how even just a huge rock in the distance can be as beautiful as a delicate flower standing at my feet. The sound of the river trickling downstream is music to my ears especially with the insects flying extremely close to the water acting as a duet to make music with no written notes.
As I continue walking through this breathtaking view I am stopped by a word in a vague and distant tone. Volcano. As I am forced back into reality, ranger Weber is explaining how a volcano came roaring through and destroyed so much beauty. As I look around I am divested by what is before me. A redwood trunk that is wrapped with metal bands is hardly standing as tall as I pictured this strong, towering over me, dancing tree to be. As we continue walking down the dirt path it is brought to my attention that the river that once trickled down stream is now a dry sandy path for us to walk down. We explore the tall skinny trees that now stand around us and piles of wood that are stacked to help in case a fire ever decides to take out what is left of this national park.
Very cool.
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