Sweetwater Mesa sits on an untouched hillside 1,000 feet above the Malibu Pier. More than 150 acres, it straddles an old jeep road that climbs into the Santa Monica Mountains.
It’s steep, rugged terrain, empty apart from small lizards, flying insects and the occasional rattlesnake. Chaparral and purple needlegrass cover the ground, making it an environmentally sensitive habitat under California coastal regulations.
A biologist might stand on that hillside and notice what’s at his feet. Anyone else is likely to be transfixed by the view: steep mountains plunging into a deep blue ocean that stretches across the horizon, like God’s infinity pool.