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Home » News » Tuscany Without the Crowds

I walked the stone pathways in the manicured garden. Around me, cypress trees
creaked, ripe oranges swayed soundlessly from bare branches and a scattering of
white flowers clung to a stone wall for warmth. Far below, a miniature Fiat truck made
its way up the hillside, chugging along the empty, winding road.The last time I was in
Tuscany, it was July. Fields were ablaze in that golden yellow you see on postcards,
bikers in neon Lycra were swarming the roads, and tour buses jammed the medieval
piazzas. And I’d had the brilliant idea of inviting 120 non-Italian-speaking friends to the
tiny village of Pienza for my wedding. “Beautiful, hot and full of Americans” was how
one ungracious guest had put it.But now, the temperature had dropped to 40
degrees and the color palette had shifted to the shockingly bright green that appears
in these hills only in the winter and early spring. Steely gray fog rolled slowly across
the valley, and a blanket of silence suggested a landscape that had gone into
hibernation.Forget the magazine covers that promise “The Undiscovered
Tuscany!” “The Hidden Tuscany!” “The Secret Tuscany!” When a place has been
attracting admirers for more than a thousand years, no square inch is undiscovered.
The real Tuscany, as locals have been telling me over the years, is found in the dead
of winter, when the crowds are thinner and the rooms, flights and restaurants are
pleasantly cheaper.That’s what brought me — along with my husband and our new
baby — back to the Val d’Orcia in December. We came to visit friends who live here
and to experience a Tuscany populated only by Tuscans.Bordered to the north by
the hills of Siena and to the south by the imposing arc of Monte Amiata, the valley is
known for a few things: the cypress trees that line its winding roads (no calendar of
Italy is complete without a picture of them), the creamy saltiness of its pecorino
cheese, and Brunello di Montalcino, a king of Italian wines. Basically everything I care
about in life.The Val d’Orcia is also a Unesco World Heritage Site (take that,
Chianti). “I love the Val d’Orcia in the winter — you get a much truer Tuscany,” said
Benedetta Origo, who, along with her sister, Donata Origo, owns the La Foce estate,
where their family used to live. Their mother, Iris Origo, wrote “War in Val d’Orcia: An
Italian War Diary, 1943-1944” — the de facto textbook of the area.“This time of year,
the clay turns to mud,” Ms. Origo said. “I put on my boots and go for long walks along
the quiet paths in the forest. It’s rather poetic. And you can always expect to see a
family of wild boar.”In fact, the wildlife is a big part of the charm of the area. “The
landscape is lush and full of boar, hares and pheasants, whereas in the summer, you
don’t see animals, and fields are plowed and brown.” This is John Voigtmann, an
American expat who turned a crumbling stone barn into La Bandita, an eight-room
boutique hotel that sits atop the most-photographed of those cypress-lined roads.
With its sleek four-poster beds and infinity-edge pool, it is one of the rare modern-
design hotels in the area. “This is the time of year you see real Tuscans sitting in a
cafe, drinking a grappa,” Ms. Origo added. “Maybe people are a little friendlier. The Val
d’Orcia comes back to its own life.”In that spirit, we set out on a brisk Wednesday
morning for the medieval town of Sant’Angelo in Colle for lunch. As we drove to the
tiny hilltop village, it started to drizzle, then pour. Winter in Tuscany is damp and
pleasantly cool, with temperatures dipping as low as 30 degrees, though it rarely
snows in the valley. And the landscape turns to a vibrant shade of jungle-y emerald —
the only place I know that gets more colorful in the winter.The village — sand-colored
stone palazzi and worn cobblestone paths, all drenched in mist and rain — sat like a
slumbering animal on top of the hill. I tried to remember if I had been there before.
After a dozen trips to the area, I still have trouble telling one beautiful medieval
mountaintop village from the next.There wasn’t a soul in sight. We parked our car on
the road (there was no shortage of spaces) and dashed into Il Leccio, a restaurant
and wine bar. DANIELLE PERGAMENT is a frequent contributor to the Travel
section.Font: http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/03/07/travel/07tuscany.html?
nl=travel&emc=tda1
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