For most of my life, I have only known 2 seasons – hot summers and rainy winters. Never have I ever experienced the typical fall or autumn seasons, until I visited this national park. The trees in various shades of green, yellow and red; the bicycle pathways coloured in orange by the fallen leaves; the cool breeze carrying with it the smell of freshness; the sounds of chirping birds; cycling through the woods – it all made for an exhilarating experience.

It was also the first time I saw mushrooms growing in the wild