Sequoia, unspoiled National Park made up of house sized chunks of granite, trees so wide and tall they make your brain hurt, and trails that wind through the heart of a forest fit for Ewoks and Onodrim. It, also, served as my home for four gloriously splendid days of solitude with nary a bar to be seen on my phone. In other words, the name Sequoia must stand for “Perfection”.
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