There’s a lot of trees.
Really all there is to say. We drove through the night – forests surrounding us, and throughout the last 6 (waking) hours, and the relentless stretch of trees, of all shapes and sizes, of all colours and varieties, at once both close and far away, surrounding us like a tunnel, or laying like a dense fabric on the opposite shore when we pass alongside a body of water.
(Of which there are a lot of too. If you miss a lake that came into your view, wait approximately 2 minutes, and you’ll pass another.)
Beautiful country
Relentless though.