On 3,500 private acres in Richmond, a four-season luxury resort where Bentleys, bird dogs, David Burke and a Hall of Fame kicker all belong to the same afternoon — and where the hospitality is run to five-star standard.
The road in gives nothing away.
You leave Newport behind, drive thirty minutes west past stone walls and second-growth forest, and the landscape does what southern Rhode Island always does — it goes quiet, then quieter. Then the gate opens onto…

