While not really related to the sightseeing log, I sometimes find simple joy in just walking around the black shroud taking in the sights. The giant trees towering above me. The old stone walls covered in moss, the wooden bridges crossing over rivers, and the stone path lights lining the trail before me. The build and make of the old wooden houses, even the details put into the little nocks and corners of the towns and hamlets scattered across the woods. I just love these kind of fantasy medieval settings and locations.