This road most reminds me of Bowbell Road in Greene, NY. It's still dirt, sets high and has hedge rows of maples reaching for the sun. It's almost time for sap. It would be time in NY but here in Vermont, because of our high elevation, we tap a month later than there.
I am so glad I did this when I was young. My physical strength is waning which makes this activity a thing of the past. We live on memories as we age and this is one memory I'm thankful for.