Weekend Argus (Saturday Edition)
THE ALPS
WHERE SPORT IS AN AFTERTHOUGHT
A PARADISE for skiers, the Italian Alps of South Tyrol offer a more placid pastime that’s surging anew. A host of spas are sprouting up in isolated tracts among the highlands, and though there’s hiking, biking and access to some of the Alps’ easier ski slopes, sports are a mere afterthought here. The spas draw skiers and non-skiers alike to spend days soaking in hot tubs, besotted by the view of these commanding, iceshrouded peaks.
Throughout the 19th and early 20th centuries, when mineral springs became Europe’s cure-all for medical ills, wellness seekers flocked to the region’s famous waters and sanitariums. Today’s alpine spas are updating this long tradition as the present-day search for wellness has reinvigorated the desire for their timeless sedative effects.
For those of us who have forgotten what a multitude of stars looks like, the Italian Alps offer an immersion into lost wonders of contemporary life. Untrammelled snow. Unsullied air. A velvet cloak of silence. And the immeasurable reprieve of poor cellphone receptions.
It’s little surprise that these mountains have become the locus of a cluster of modern spa destinations designed to draw city dwellers to a place where tranquillity imposes itself by the very nature of the landscape.
In December, I headed to the Alps to see how these age-old cures stood up to our high-intensity era of stress and self-care, visiting four contemporary spas set amid the summits of Italy’s
South Tyrol region.
“It’s not possible to experience constant euphoria, but if you’re grateful, you can find happiness in everything.” – PHARRELL WILLIAMS
These spa hotels are dramatically modern, with bold architecture and cutting-edge restaurants. Their pools, saunas and hot tubs are designed for a forward-looking aesthetic and include outdoor heated pools that allow visitors to enjoy the mountain views alfresco, surrounded by snow. Though the look is up-to-date, the cures – hot soaks, massages, mountain air – are classic, and beckon a new generation in search of health and relaxation.
Modern Alpine spa resorts reimagine the mountains’ traditional wooden huts as lofty architectural temples of repose. On the sprawling plateau of the Alpe di Siusi in the Dolomites, set on a grassland slope dotted with diminutive log cabins, the Adler Mountain Lodge mirrors the rustic dwellings of its neighbours, but in palatial form.
Built in the raw timber of spruce trees, the double-gabled main hotel and a dozen surrounding chalets for rent are fronted by full glass walls, offering an awe-inspiring gaze at the serrated monoliths of the Sassopiatto and Sassolungo mountains, which rise like spiky arrowheads to lance the sky.
To pull back the morning curtains on this jagged expanse – the rocky massifs jangling in the bright sun or softened by fields of fresh falling snow – is to wake up to the grandeur of the greater world that, in our insular daily lives, we so easily forget.
The mountain views are just the beginning. There is a spa. A salt water, womb-warm pool, constructed of the local silvery quartzite rock and filled by a nearby spring, extends from inside to out, where steam rises off the surface into the chilly air as visitors bob and recline, enveloped in Jacuzzi bubbles as they contemplate the horizon’s mammoth stony outcroppings. Two pine wood saunas, one filled with Tyrolean hay and its sharp, dry-earth perfume, offer panoramic views of the rough-chiselled topography. In the saunas, genders are mingled and nude or lightly wrapped in towels. But as long as you’re comfortable glimpsing bare bodies, the sensation of simmering your swimsuit-free body is worth it.
Adler’s spa offers a post-excursion massage using Alpine arnica extract and mud to soothe overexerted legs, but no one seems to be in a great stink to get sporty here. There are options, though: the area offers a paradise for hikers, electric bikes are available in the summer and you can ski right out of the locker-room door onto mountain paths in the winter. The trails are wide and easy, and guests generally hit the slopes for a couple of hours at most. “Our slopes are good for cruising and enjoying the view,” says Nicol Lobis, a staff member at Adler. “But people come here to relax, not to burn their thighs to the max on black diamond slopes.”
And besides, the bar is open all day.
For all its healthy overtones,
Adler is an all-inclusive resort, serving plentiful, thrice-daily meals and snacks in between. An all-hours bread and cheese buffet, like the well-stocked bar, is self-serve, giving the stay a decidedly more indulgent slant.
In Italy’s Alps, the modern movement of forest spas launched with the opening of the Vigilius Resort in 2003. Designed by renowned architect Matteo Thun, the hotel is a starkly contemporary expanse of glass and lumber 1 524m up the mountainside, reachable only by cable car. In its first years, the Vigilius won awards for its sustainable energy approach and introduced the idea of the ecoresort to the area, setting the bar for subsequent spas’ natural material use and extreme energy efficiency. The Vigilius’ glass-fronted sauna and indoor-outdoor heated pool immerse visitors in a dramatically dense view of larch trees and craggy peaks, but the resort is in need of a refresh to keep up with the high style introduced by more recent ecoresorts in the vicinity.
Hotel Miramonti is “a mountain hotel in the city”, says Klaus Alber, who opened it in 2016 with his wife, Carmen. It’s more urban than other Alpine spa resorts, but its position — secluded on a promontory 1 219m above Merano, along a steep country road winding past apple orchards, flocks of grazing mountain goats, a 14th-century Romanesque church and antique castles – is still detached from the hustle and bustle below.
The red fir lumber exterior of the boutique hotel’s triple-peaked lodge mirrors the mountains across the Merano valley, a majestic palisade of zigzagging, snow-crowned geometry at the sky’s edge that’s visible from each of the hotel’s weathered wood balconies. The rooms – of which the lofts are the coziest – are fitted with raw planks of oak and fir as at the other resorts, but contrasted here with stark white walls and minimalist Scandinavian furniture from Copenhagen’s tradition brand; more urban design hotel than chic chalet.
Merano, its illuminated tangle of city streets visible straight down the hotel’s front cliff, is a 15-minute drive away, and guests often descend for dinner or a day trip. Yet the Miramonti, built on porphyry rock amid a thicket of trees, still has kilometres of woodland paths out its back door, and the Merano 2000 ski slopes are a short shuttle ride away.
Set a few steps outside the hotel’s lodge, an elevated pinewood and glass cabin – Miramonti’s forest sauna – allows guests to enjoy Finnish heat while surveying the surrounding copse of firs and mountain crests. A hot tub is tucked into nearby bushes. Smart, ash-gray linen recliners line the indoor and outdoor observation deck with a view over the valley. But this slickly modern spa shines brightest with its design-forward, photo-ready outdoor infinity pool, partially covered by a pitched cottage roof and jutting out to seemingly hover above the precipice. Floating at the water’s edge, with the city beneath silenced by its remoteness, the pool’s projection offers a vantage point of quiet calm; the hushed, hulking mountains seem to be all yours.