"Between El Capitan and Half Dome lies Yosemite Valley. At this height, the trees that cover the Valley floor look like a thick green carpet, but it is hard to miss on this carpet many open sores that will never heal, roads and buildings hacked through ancient forests by humanity's foolish hands. And how does the Valley react to this ravishment? She allows us to speed between her 2000 foot high grey cliffs in our giant machines. She allows us access to her very heart, to her most sacred regions. The mountains surround the Valley, crowned in gleaming white snow, like the hair of a wise man. Yet these mountains look on in silence, watching as we desecrate the Valley."
What do you think? Would this make for a good coffee table book? Be honest.