After I drove through the bridge-tunnel, I had about an hour to go before reaching Hartley's home. She lives in a small township called Modest Town. I've never researched how the name came to be but bet it is a quaint story.
This is farming country and in spite of a dry summer, some of the crops looked beautiful. Of course, the farmers have enormous irrigation systems.
I finally reached her road, which is named after their farm.
See that red roof at the end of the road? That is the house that Pete grew up in. It's for sale and vacant now. If I could, I would buy it and turn it into a bed and breakfast. I have the entire thing planned but I just can't come up with the financial piece of it.
...and beautiful Hopeland Farm.
Two of the horses were in the corner of the pasture near the driveway, but I didn't get a good shot of them. I was really anxious to see Hartley. It's been a long time!