As a youngster, I periodically took the train with my cousin after her visit back to her home where I would stay for a week or so before my parents came, spent time with their siblings and we drove back home.  My cousin and I fantasized about the great landscape we saw and how ideal they were for horseback riding, which, at that time we were enthralled with. Those green, hilly, landscapes, often with scattered trees, shrubs and streams are those I gravitate to today, even though they seem more difficult to stumble on than 50 or 60 s0me years ago.