I grew up in a suburb of Chicago. When you look on a map of this area all the crisscrossing lines that resemble roads are in fact roads. Hence my surprise when travelling in less populated areas of the country. Some things that appear to be roads on maps are little more than a well worn path through someone’s private property. Twisty and unmaintained. Not the kind of place someone from out of town driving an old mini van should be travelling after dark.