The forest welcomes us into its folds, the smell of the wet earth carried by the cool breeze whipping my face. Through trees shrouded in mist, tantalisingly unknown calls and sounds emanate. Then the veil-like mist lifts briefly, and my jaw drops. The rough landing of my flight and the churning knot in the stomach are forgotten. Everything is worth this. The sun pierces through the thick, grey, evening sky to illuminate a beautiful tree here and another there, each towering over the next. And then, the veil drops once more. I step out of the car to watch the drama unfold, raindrops pelting my face.