There were still lots of very big hay fields along the road, though:
A smaller, older, simpler home with a wheelchair ramp which didn't show signs of use. Perhaps an old person lived here who hadn't been out of the house recently. Notice the fields out behind:
A small storage building with a car, a snowmobile and other machinery parked outdoors. The extensive fields and mountains behind it were spectacular:
A comfy looking home set back in the trees, with woodsmoke rising from the chimney:
These telephone wires passed through fields and forests, leaving an open lane which seemed to beckon to me to explore it - but not in this weather!:
A lovely, comfortable farm, again with views of mountains all around:
And a spectacular old farmstead set behind a row of big maples:
A practical home with an attached garage and enclosed porch. This is cold, windswept country where protection against winter's ravages is wise. But this was the end of my driving tour of Hobart Road. I got back on the highway and continued my journey home:
