Our Hobbet Heroes cross into the Miskatonic watershed and reach the source of Peapod Brook. The clear, cold spring water is refreshing after a day of hard labor. Farmer Skip first tends to his animals and then reveals a mouth-watering surprise: a picnic basket full of ham sandwiches, dill pickles, granny smith apples, and oatmeal cookies! The Hobbets gather around the campfire and enjoy the excellent food. The farmer tells a spooky tale about the ghosts of dead adventurers, who emerge from the caves at night to haunt the villagers. The scary story puts everyone on edge, but blessedly the night watch passes uneventfully with no wandering monsters or bandit attacks. The temperature drops overnight, and by morning the ground is crunchy with frost.
The final leg of the journey is easy going, downhill over a well-traveled dirt road. When it comes time for second breakfast, Skip stops the cart at a scenic overlook and points out some landmarks in the valley below. On the south bank of the Miskatonic River lies the village of Hornpipe. It consists of a few dozen buildings in the human style: above-ground structures with whitewashed wooden siding and gambrel roofs. On the west side of town, overlooking the docks, is a stone tower. And on the south side of town is an oddly-shaped hill with a windmill on top. "That is Hornpipe Hill,"
says the Farmer. "The miller is kindly to Hobbets, but don't expect a warm welcome from the other townsfolk. Many of them are cruel to Hobbets and do not want us in their homes or businesses. The one Hobbet-owned establishment where you can relax and let down your guard is the House of Pancakes. Come along now; we're almost there!"