Washington would come up to Philadelphia for the Continental Congresses in the beginning and I think since New Hope is the last stop over before the Delaware River and then NJ, NJ where the bad guys were. I grew up looking at Bowman's Hill Tower to the South from the front porch of our farmhouse, my father always had a good pair of binoculars, probably from WWII, and we would
look at Bowman's Hill Tower, this tall stone tower marking a look out spot watching over the River and particularly downstream to Trenton where the Hessians were. Ken's home is quite close to the Tower, I can only imagine the summer weekend traffic of looky lous gazing at the historic houses, barns, horses, etc etc and soon there are long lines of cars winding through the woods.
And worse, lots of motorcycle groups making a huge amount of noise.
This area draws a lot of tourists/motorists/interesting cars/motorcycles. Lots and lots of motorcycles.
The same ones that thunder past my Quaker Meeting on a quiet Sunday morning. We sit not far off the old, original Durham Road, heavily traveled from the beginning.
I don't think I would mind clippety clop...
all of these homes Kyle have had additions built, many early on as folks got more prosperous. It's fun to see how the stone changes and even the mortaring technique.
if you have unlimited funds you can exactly duplicate the original style but folks also wanted something more modern. I grew up in a frame addition on the end of the frame kitchen
added to the original stone home. And my bedroom had a door to the outside. A door of freedom. I learned to walk in the pitch black dark nights, trying not to wack face on low lying horse chestnut tree limbs. Those suckers had those spiny sharp balls that did not feel good at all. Because of them, could never go through at night in bare feet.
Like a freaking mine field that I chanced once to my serious regret.
The picture of Buckeye's Dad still on the tractor is marvelous.