Remote luxury
Up in the Arctic Circle, a new sophisticated wildlife haven is beckoning the well-heeled traveller.
By Prasad Ramamurthy
The air's crisp. The profound silence only broken by the crunch of snow underfoot. There's a slight breeze. As you step indoors, the distinct aroma of the forest, specifically that of wood, envelopes the senses. Not just any wood, but a kind of pine that lived for hundreds of years growing harder with every short burst of Arctic spring. Offering first, its branches for birds to rest on. Afterwards its wood for
