This is part of the path around Lake Martin in Louisiana. Much of the path is just packed earth and gravel, and another part is sort of modified jungle with a barely visible trail hacked out of it. However, a couple of miles (out of five) is like this: a nice, wide path with a lovely canopy that keeps everything shady and cool. Unlike the rest of it, this part was really nice.
Very pretty. I love tree-shaded corridors like this - there's a couple here in Utah that are pleasant places to walk even in summer.
I was a New Englander (by choice, not birth) for half my life, now an expat. Most of the trails in NE are in the ‘barely visible’ category, mostly rocks and roots*, some necessitating hands as well as feet. I miss those terribly in metro-area Minnesota, where they pave the trails. I am glad there are trails accessible to all, but I miss the experience of places barely touched by humanity. Everything here is so tended.
*The newsletter of the Connecticut Forest and Park Association, to which I still belong, is called Rock, Root and Trail. Redundant, IMO.
Those tree will close in behind you and you'll never be seen again.
Used to live at the edge of a forest as a kid, left at morning, back at lunch irregularly, sundown home...
Another hour to wash and de-tick. Good memories...
I'd like to disappear into that photo.