This summer, the northern Catskills were geared up for the weekends. And since we arrived on a Monday, both the restaurant at the manor and most of those in nearby towns were also closed. But we made do with the peace and quiet, and had some wonderful drives through the mountains. And on our final night, we had the whole porch to ourselves, drinking a bottle of wine at sunset with ice and glasses that the owner Stan brought us from behind the bar.