Having previously worked and lived in Yosemite, I have to come clean that reading Muir's own nostalgic account of Yosemite, was for me an inherently nostalgic experience.

There is so much about Muir's rich language that so eloquently and authentically illustrates the beauty and sublime experience of being in Yosemite.

His warnings against building the damn that would fill Hetch Hetchy were especially moving. When I was there I could not help but ponder what could have been.

His writing style and overall growth of empathy for other people are also much improved from his earlier works, so there's that too.