Codman Lane, very near where I grew up.
My big sister used to go parking down this road with her future husband.
Great bird hunting down this road; it leads to Red Deer Creek and the remnants of an old ghost town, Codman.
It also marked EXACTLY a quarter mile from our turn-in/cattle guard--I had my own measured drag strip I'd run almost every day on the way to school.
There must be some production down there now, or perhaps a house because those are new utility poles and lines.