Chapter 2 - Winter In Plumbrook, New York

I'd turned onto Plumbrook Road expecting to find pretty much nothing until I came to a tiny settlement at a crossroads. But what I was finding instead was a rural/suburban community spread out along the county road which stretched for about 3 miles. This old barn was one of my favorite parts of this driving tour, but then I'm a devout lover of old barns:

I passed by modern, one story homes, most with garages and enclosed porches. You can see why:

And old farm houses which had more or less become suburban homes:

Most people here seemed to cherish their rural roots:

I passed by Bucky's Alignment:

And an old house slowly passing away, soon to be no more:

A happy home with large playground equipment:

And what appeared to be a horse lover's home, although I didn't see any horses at the time:

A pair of lovely old barns close to the road:

And a farm house with a giant old barn:

But then I arrived at the intersection of Plumbrook Road and Mill Road, where the Plumb Brook flows through the tiny hamlet which has taken its name. This sign officially designated my entry into the hamlet of Plumbrook and, interestingly, used two words although most signs and map use the singular word, Plumbrook:

There were more country homes with enclosed porches and garages. But there were many more, so I'll post additional Plumbrook photos tomorrow: