Saint-Moritz hotels collection

Two hollowed larch trunks, found in the ground at St Moritz, were already tapping the spring in the Bronze Age, a water rich in iron and naturally sparkling. The village rises in tiers above its lake, which freezes hard enough in winter to carry horse races. Around it, the stone pines of the Stazerwald lead towards Pontresina on paths of fallen needles. The bob run down to Celerina owes nothing to refrigeration: it is rebuilt by hand every winter, from snow and water, and spring melts it away.