In a deep forest on the water’s edge, there’s a fairy tale cottage hidden amidst dense trees and wild rhododendrons.
Welcome to Hansa, a Victorian Gothic lodge with vaulted windows and a wood burning stove that invites idling over hot toddies. Built to host the Earl of Bradford’s private luncheons in the mid-1800’s Hansa boasts a romantically weathered patina, a gnarled roof a Narnia like setting. It’s a spot for intimacy and infinite conversations or sacred alone time. Wave good-bye to every day in the woodfired hot tub. Dine under an ivy-entwined chandelier that hangs from the upper beams.
Savour coffee and croissants on the deck. Watch carp leaping before your eyes. Awake to cacophonous bird songs and fall asleep to whispering leaves. There’s even a little wooden gate leads to a boardwalk and row boat that promises adventures on the 26-acres secluded reservoir.
As the message for potential guests suggests “the only real luxuries in this life are time, freedom and attention…at Hansa, there’s plenty.
