The whole purpose of going to this area was to see the big trees, and I saw several. Many areas with old growth feature just one species that was left during a logging operation, but here nothing was cut. The white pines are cause for a stiff neck, the trunks on the yellow birch dwarfed my full-sized pack, and even what was blown down in the Micro Burst of 1995 give a unique perspective of their majesty. I paced off the one on the ground, my feet sinking several inches into the soft wood, and determined it stood over 130'. Now it's an incubator for countless species of bacteria and fungi.