As I drove with my Greek wife and son along the road (I say road, by now it had morphed into more of a dirt-track) I did not know what to expect. But by now, not just the surface of the road had changed. Our altitude was increasing by the minute as the nature around us began to change dramatically, resembling more and more the sort of landscape I had normally associated with the northern European Alps. This was central Greece and it was miles away from the stereotypical beaches, blue seas and bottles of ouzo represented in postcards and the like. This is Greek ecology tourism - an altogether different view of and on Greece. And boy, what a view! A fantastic dining hall (all cast iron fireplaces and rustic wooden beams) takes in, via its massive windows, a vast stretch of almost Alpine-like mountain ranges and valleys, with Mount Olympus (for once) taking a back seat, hazily, in the far distance. The fabulous cabins are mini-country dwellings, replete with open fireplaces, stylishly rustic kitchen areas and bathrooms. Everything seemed to be delivered with what the Greeks call (I am reliably informed by my wife), 'meraki' - love and care. And for that read: attention to detail and clearly well-thought out 'nice touches'. Montanema Hand-made village keeps a close eye on the seasonal changes (influencing the different activities and food). We were there in early Spring and though we were nearly the only ones there, we were treated as if, like the view, we were special.