The drive began like any other. An auctioneer out on the open road yet again. The Ram hit the pavement and we headed west towards Verdi. As we approached the snow capped mountains of the Sierra Nevada, I could almost feel the aura of the rare finds about to be uncovered. An estate which had been nestled up against the outskirts of the Truckee River made it's presence known. As a small herd of deer gazed for the greenest grass, an auctioneer gazed for the greatest treasures. The...