![]() Instead, there were just huge chunks of wood and a heap of firelighters. We were a little bemused at the absence of kindling or paper to get the log fire started in the lounge. Especially since it has a Victorian roll top bath and one of the best views from a loo we’ve ever enjoyed.ĭeer often came to visit, we saw this one from the kitchen window What wasn’t so great Hubbie said the sunrise was spectacular.īoth bedrooms have ensuite bathrooms, although the one for the master bedroom is tucked away down a short flight of stairs. Perfect for an early morning dip in the hot tub for those who can bring themselves to crawl out of the silky pile of cosiness down below. The roof terrace is accessed by spiral stairs winding up from the master bedroom. Luckily there is a tea tray (and biscuits!) up there, so you don’t have to scamper all the way down to the kitchen for that night time cup of cocoa, or morning coffee. It is quite a hike up from the kitchen, so don’t forget to take up anything you need overnight.Īlternatively, just get your prince to ‘pop’ back down for it if necessary! The main suite is every little girls dream, and the fully grown man in his mid 30’s was pretty impressed too! Full of gold trimmings, antique furniture and bed throw fluffiness, it’s the perfect crash pad after a hard day exploring. Yet it’s the room at the very top that really sets those hearts a flutter. Perhaps as expected, given the tastefully elegant interiors of the rest of the White Tower, these spaces are just as lavish.Įven the second guest bedroom, which is on the first floor landing and smaller than the master suite, is nothing short of sexy. The bed chambers (or ‘bedrooms’ to those not versed in luxury castle lingo). Think I’ll stick to learning about the various characteristics of turf grass.Īnd so to the bit you’ve all been waiting for. Lots of overly elaborate descriptions about voluptuous mounds and gleaming valleys. Or at least it would have been in the 19th Century. Typically the one volume Hubbie picked up happened to be the most risqué of the lot. I can’t quite remember, there was a rather eclectic mix of books to choose from. Or was it The Beginners Guide to Lawn Propagation. Which is why I found myself on the first floor landing in the quirky little library reading Jane Eyre. I guess a stay here in the Scottish wilderness is what people these days would call a ‘digital detox’, but such newfangled labels aren’t necessary. It’s simply a luxurious bolthole in which to unwind, relax, and refresh. It’s the quality as well as the design that really stands out here. The carpets here are so thick and soft that you sink into them up to your ankles. I had unashamedly brought along my own tartan slippers for the occasion (it was either those, or ones sporting fluffy pompoms which Hubbie refused to let me take). A bold yet tasteful nod to the traditional Scottish tartan. I loved the cushions, throws and cute little foot stools that brought a splash of colour to the room. It’s been a long time since we’ve enjoyed a few days without the distractions of screens in various forms, so it was rather rejuvenating to simply lounge around playing a few rounds of cards.Įven if rummy is the only game we actually know! There is a huge TV for those who can’t quite let go of the outside world, but in the evenings we opted for games and conversation (and a bit more of that whisky) by the fire. Luckily there were no sieges or invasions during our stay. ![]() There was even a bottle of the famous local Dewar’s whisky, thoughtfully left for our pleasure. We first discovered an amateur appreciation for whisky on a stay over at Loch Awe a couple of years ago, and eagerly polished off a hearty dram or two each evening, all in the name of research. Yet the gleaming marble worktops, comfy tweed chairs and views out across the valley had us dining in every night! ![]() For us, self catering holidays usually mean quick and easy meals, and lots of eating out. I hadn’t planned on spending much time in the kitchen. This place was spectacular in every way.įolks, if you ever fancy a stay in a fairytale castle, then this is it! Let’s just say the first half hour was spent running up and down the tower in giddy excitement, and it was as much as we could do to stop ourselves from jumping on the beds. We knew this stay was going to be superb, but we didn’t realise quite how superb until we arrived. The forest track leading to the White Tower Inside the White Tower
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