An Iron Gate!
Tall palm trees appeared on both sides of the road from time to time, and he quickly left them behind. To his left was the boundless sea, and right next to the road were layers of waves and golden sand. Every now and then, a few seabirds would fly overhead.
The setting sun, already dipping in the west, hung on the horizon above the sea, remaining motionless to Chen Mo's left, as if it were Mercedes-Benz forward alongside Chen Mo, keeping pace with him.
The scenery on the other side is even more varied, sometimes with rolling green mountains covered in lush vegetation or cliffs carved through the mountains, and sometimes with vast grasslands and low hills stretching into the distance, where large expanses of soft grass bring a gentle green to the eyes.
The road rises and falls with the terrain, sometimes hugging the sea so close you can almost touch the splashing waves, and sometimes leaping up with the mountains, separating it from the sea by a cliff. You also pass several bridges that cross the canyon from time to time.
The ever-changing beautiful scenery delighted Chen Mo, and he couldn't help but look forward to his new home.
Along the way, Chen Mo drove his motorcycle at maximum speed, and the scenery on both sides rushed past him. After several tens of minutes, Chen Mo noticed that the terrain ahead had changed. The land on the left side of the road stretched out into the sea for several kilometers, and at the end, there was a continuous mountain range that stretched into the sea. The sea, which had been close to the road, was finally blocked by this piece of land that extended into the sea.
The coastline bends here, moving away from the road and extending northwest.
As Chen Mo looked ahead along the straight road, his keen eyesight allowed him to clearly see that several kilometers away, the land that had stretched into the sea seemed to have receded again, and the distant coastline reappeared in Chen Mo sight, just as before, hugging the road and stretching into the distance.
This was originally a small peninsula extending into the sea, surrounded by the sea on three sides. The connection with the mainland was cut off by Highway 1, and the area in front of the highway was blocked by a long row of dense trees made up of tall trees, completely obscuring the view inside.
This tree wall not only runs along the roadside, but also turns inward after approaching the sea, extending a long stretch along the coastline into the peninsula, blocking most of the outside view and the noise of vehicles on Highway 1.
The road, which was originally slightly winding but still fairly straight, forked here. A newer, black asphalt road, slightly narrower than the original road, cuts through a gap in the nearby tree wall and extends along the coast, connecting with Highway 1.
However, this brand-new asphalt road is not a public road. Just a few dozen meters from the turn onto Highway 1, in front of the tree wall, there is a beautiful black wrought iron gate blocking the middle of the road. Two sturdy wooden fences extend from both sides, one along the tree wall and along Highway 1 into the distance, while the other does not extend along the tree wall into the peninsula, but instead stretches straight into the sea, cutting off the coastline.
Clearly, this is private property.
After getting a clear look at the terrain, Chen Mo didn't continue driving forward. Instead, he turned the car around and quickly changed direction, driving down the asphalt road on the left. After driving for several dozen meters, he came to a steady stop in front of the wrought iron gate.
A large padlock was fastened to the black iron gate, blocking the road.
Chen Mo parked the car, got off the motorcycle, and walked a few steps to the gate.
Chen Mo glanced at the large padlock hanging on the door, stretched out his right hand, and a silver key appeared in his hand. Then, Chen Mo took the key and inserted it into the keyhole.
"Click!"
The lock popped open as Chen Mo gently twisted the key.
Chen Mo pushed open the two iron gates forcefully, got back on his motorcycle, and drove through the open gate.
Passing through the main gate and the "city gate" formed by tall, lush trees, Chen Mo followed the asphalt road into the interior of the peninsula.
The scene that had been blocked by the tree wall was now fully revealed to Chen Mo. The first thing that caught his eye was a large, flat, and expansive grassland that stretched westward to the foot of the mountain range that met the sea. There were a few gently rolling hills in between, all covered with green grass, with small clumps of bushes and tall trees scattered among them.
The asphalt road under Chen Mo's feet stretched along the coastline on one side of the peninsula all the way to the foot of the distant mountains, eventually disappearing into the forest.
This is Chen Mo's destination, and also his new home.
The property that Chen Mo had his eye on was not just a simple house, but a vast ranch or estate near the west coast, as it was much more than just a ranch.
Located in Santa Barbara, northwest of Los Angeles, more than 130 kilometers from downtown Los Angeles, the estate is vast, occupying an entire peninsula jutting into the sea, with a total area of more than 4,400 acres, or about 18 square kilometers.
The main reason Chen Mo ultimately chose this estate among many others was its perfect terrain and environment.
Unlike ordinary estates and ranches, which typically have only one type of terrain, this place not only has vast pastures, but also forests, mountains, and a clear lake. Moreover, this land, located on the coast, is surrounded by the sea on three sides and boasts a large expanse of beautiful golden beaches.
The peninsula is roughly trapezoidal in shape, with one side running along Highway 1 for about five kilometers. The other three sides are surrounded by the sea. As the land extends into the sea, the width gradually decreases, until it is only a little over two kilometers wide at the last mountain range that extends into the sea. The total length of the coastline is about thirteen kilometers.
Chen Mo drove his motorcycle along the asphalt road at high speed. The tree wall on the left side of the road soon disappeared, and the golden sandy beach on the shore came into Chen Mo's view.
The several kilometers flew by in the blink of an eye as the Harley Street 750 sped along at full speed. Chen Mo quickly approached a place not far from the mountains. However, the asphalt road did not lead directly to the foot of the mountains by the coast. Instead, it turned diagonally to the right a long way from the foot of the mountains, extending into the interior of the peninsula as it approached the foot of the mountains.
After traveling for nearly another kilometer, the asphalt road finally reached the foot of the mountain, turned up a gentle slope, and continued to ascend the mountainside.