When I was just old enough to drink(ok, so a year or 2 before I was old enough) I used to sit in the Manor and I had this image in my head of what they could do with the property in that location. I though if they put a big deck on the back and a lot of windows it would be the coolest bar ever. Well, in hindsight I now realize that it already was the coolest bar ever. Don't get me wrong, Mark and Angela have a beautiful hotel, but dang, I miss the old place. It seems to be a yuppie-neo-biker hangout these days. It's actually hard to run into someone there who fishes and there isn't a deck in the world that can make up for the giant brownie eating a brookie mounted behind the bar. Once again, it is a nice hotel, and it is where I stay if I'm in the valley alone for a few days, but, like the rest of the valley, it has been a bit domesticated in the last 20 years.