If you drive northeast from San Francisco and follow the BART train line, it'll pass through all these commuter towns, strip mall after strip mall.

And eventually you'll hit the Antioch bridge. And I swear there's some sort of optical illusion that happens on that bridge.

When you drive over the bridge, it looks like you're going over the hill of a roller coaster.

And when you end up on the other side, it feels like you're going over the hill of a roller coaster. And when you end up on the other

side, it feels like you're transported to a completely different place and time. The highway

turns into a two-lane levee road, and you're surrounded by farms and water everywhere you look.

This is the Delta of California. Old farming towns dot both sides of the rivers, and one of these towns

is called Locke. Carol Lee grew up in the area, and she would often hang out in Locke. I met her in town

on a nice, breezy day. They call it the Delta Breeze. It feels nice. And yeah, and it comes from

your neck of the woods. Locke was founded in 1915, and it looks like the set of an old cowboy movie.

So head up these steps, wooden steps, everything's wood here.

And you look in all these are wooden buildings.

It looks like a B-rated Western.

Really, you know?

You have to be careful when you're walking.

That's for sure.

But there's one small difference from those Hollywood movies.

The sign over the gambling hall is written in Chinese.

The Star Theater at one time put on Peking Operas,

and there's a pagoda peeking out of the park.

I totally expect to see John Wayne kicking the saloon doors open on Main Street,

except, you know,

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