Some of the best days in the mountains are the ones with nothing planned. On long mornings, unexpected weather, taking the long way home and rediscovering the quiet pleasure of having nowhere in particular to be.

Time leaves its mark on every piece of timber. A reflection on craftsmanship, ageing gracefully and why old wood tells stories that new materials never can.

Some places reveal themselves immediately. Others ask you to slow down. This is the story of the landscape surrounding Haus Mannenberg.