On this particular walk I turned and looked behind me, back to Parker's Mill, an even hillier, sidewalk-less road, and noticed that the field behind St. Raphael Church abutted property I thought was along my usual route.
Yesterday I tested the theory. This involved tiptoeing through a backyard, scaling a fence, crossing a creek and almost entering a horse pasture by mistake. But eventually I found my way to the church property (they won't mind trespassing, I reasoned) and over to Lane Allen.
It was a small discovery, but it made me unreasonably happy. Now I can take a beautiful walk without driving to it. Now I know the real lay of the land. I'm that much closer to being a walker in this suburb.