Climb the mountains and get
their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms
their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves
of Autumn.
John Muir (1838 - 1914)
We play Gods handling elevation data and ecosystem
rules to replicate, simulate, clone and generate natural landscapes.
We want to fly hi and look from above,
trek into forgotten valleys and look from beneath,
admire our mighty mountains with and without infrastructures,
road scars, hydro dams and ugly skiing artifacts.