I have spent months researching the history of this beautiful area and seeing some amazing images captured in the late 1800s.
Then I have gone out many saturday mornings at 6am. Waiting for the sun to rise. Why? Because in the 1800s it was not very populated. There is a stillness that does not exist anymore. The days are filled with people. But if you head out to some of these parts early: it is still silent. I stand there imagining that someone else in the 1800s was also taken aback by the beauty. And may people always be, forever more.