Our Story

Marcus Ignarion didn't set out to build a luxury hotel. Honestly, he just wanted a basecamp that didn't suck. After decades of taking clients up peaks and watching them cram into cookie-cutter lodges with mediocre coffee and zero personality, he figured there had to be a better way.

His idea was pretty straightforward - what if you could have the wilderness adventure without sacrificing comfort? What if heated floors and a proper espresso machine didn't mean you were "soft"? What if a hotel could actually enhance your connection to nature instead of blocking it out?

So he bought this land, talked his wife into the craziest project of their lives, and spent years getting it right. No cutting corners. No "that'll do" compromises. Every window placement was deliberate. Every material choice mattered. He wanted guests to feel the mountains in their bones while soaking in a copper tub.

The funny thing is, Marcus was terrified of failure. He kept a journal during construction - his daughter Helena still has it - and there's this one entry where he wonders if anyone will actually "get it." Turns out, plenty of folks did. They got it because it was real, because you could feel the passion in every cedar beam and stone fireplace.

These days, Helena carries that torch. She grew up here, knows the trails better than anyone, and she's brought her own touch to things. More sustainability initiatives, partnerships with local Indigenous communities, a chef who sources ingredients from within 50 kilometers. But that core vision? It hasn't budged an inch.