You start the morning in a sun-dappled forest, where conifers rise like cathedral columns and the light slips sideways through the trees. Maybe you dip your feet into a stream cold enough to steal your breath and hike through barely trodden alpine ridges to a viewpoint of the pink-hued Monte Rosa.

Or you make your way up to snow-dusted Alpine ski slopes where rifugi dole out steaming portions of polenta. On the way back, you come across a 14th-century sanctuary perched above a stone labyrinth. Finally, you end the day driving a winding tree-lined road (Panoramica Zegna) that turns orange as the sun sets through the branches. “Oasis” feels pretty fitting.