FOR almost six decades, Ariel Sands had been a symbol of tourism’s golden age in Bermuda, catering to both high-end travellers and everyday Bermudians just out for a good lunch. But its closing in 2008 underscored the Island’s fading status as a premier destination in the world’s collective conscience.   Left behind were nothing but bones, a collection of abandoned and storm-blown cottages built by the Dill family in 1954, left to rot with every other resort that fell…