At times, I did. At others, both were equivalent, as much to appreciate in one as in the other. And those stranger times, when what one saw from the air and from the ground seemed so different as to be entirely separate places. But not one did I regret seeing, ever. The world was beautiful. Just as this world is.

[That's pretty easy to believe in a natural setting such as this, with the temperate quite nice and the sun warm, but shaded by the trees, and a gentle breeze blowing across them both as they climb.]