I bounce up the drive, ascending the hill, thinking you'd have to have a four-wheel-drive vehicle in the winter to make it. I wind this way and that, finally coming onto a small clearing. At first I think I am looking at the caretaker's cottage, but since this is the end of the road I quickly realize that this is the house. It is a simple, weathered, cedar-shingled home with a porch on two sides, a peaked roof, a large stone chimney and large windows that look old-fashioned, but up close I discover are those very expensive new ones. A navy blue Mercedes sports coupe is sitting near the house.
