The doors to Dalness are only open for a limited number of weeks each year.
For that time, the lodge — and everything beyond it — becomes yours.
Set within the quiet of Glen Etive, this is not simply somewhere to stay, but somewhere to settle into. To return to, each evening, as the light fades from the glen.
Wood-panelled rooms warmed by open fires, a whisky decanter that’s never empty, and the kind of deep armchairs that make you wonder why you ever leave them.
Guests sleep here in comfort that feels earned after a day on the hill—the sort of tired that a hot bath and a good claret were invented for.
The house sleeps up to fifteen.
Rooms are arranged across the upper floors, each one looking out across the estate.
Downstairs, the house gathers people together.
There are rooms to sit quietly, and others that fill as the night goes on.
The table is long. Dinner is unhurried.
The fire is never far away.
Availability is limited and enquiries are taken directly.
