I’ve watched it happen at least fifty times: a couple pulls up to the Frey House II trailhead in a rented convertible at 1:00 PM in the middle of July, expecting to just "walk around" and see the sights. They've got one bottle of lukewarm water, a dead phone battery, and a list of addresses they pulled from a random blog post written in 2012. Within twenty minutes, they’re arguing, they’re borderline heatstroked, and they haven't actually seen a single interior because they didn't realize everything is behind a gate or requires a six-month advance reservation. They spent $500 on
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