No yapping mutts, indeed! If a dog can't hunt, the dog is food. Hunting dogs are not yapping dogs.

Also part of why I hate roads is that community is sacred. A marketplace or a council or a church - all are profaned by ease of access. An hour to walk to a gathering is an hour of either meditation or conversation with your people. Driving invokes rules, invites attackers, and minimizes the opportunity for contemplation. Utter profanity. 

Solitude is also sacred. The value of both community and solitude are reduced by roads. IMO. And the value of both is increased with a walking stick. And they'd be even more valuable with a cloak. We have to being back cloaks.