We drove a lot of miles today looking for a white ranch on Hwy 44 where Roy and Kerm both remember living. We drove up 44 and back down 44 and nothing. It was a beautiful drive though and then we found out from Roys sister that 44 had been rerouted when the built the freeway, but it was to late to try it again so we'll save that for another day. Stopped in the small town of Los Molinos where Roy's grandmother had last lived. Had a great hamburger at a small café and the museum was really nice, but we didn't learn anything.