Dog Friendly Stays

Loch Ness Escapes: A Luxury Dog-Friendly Highland Stay Near Loch Ness

Woof up furiends!

Looking for a dog-friendly cottage escape, a pawventure with woodland, countryside and seaside all rolled into one? Then look no further than my family’s ancestral homeland – the Highlands of Scotland, and specifically, a hidden cottage right on the shores of Loch Ness. Somewhere up there is a clan of Labradors whose tartan we’re fully prepared to adopt, if only we could sniff it out. Ever seen a dog in a kilt? Nope. Neither have we. But you heard it here first.

View of Dochfour Hill from Dunain Cottage, Loch Ness Escapes, overlooking the Dochfour Estate near Loch Ness in the Scottish Highlands.
Dunain Cottage on the Dochfour Estate, Loch Ness Escapes

The pawrents stumbled on this hidden gem a couple of years ago while hunting for somewhere to stay near Inverness. We’d previously based ourselves in the Cairngorms National Park, about 50 minutes south – lovely, but this was something else entirely.

Getting There

We drove up to Loch Ness Escapes, but furiends, you don’t have to. There’s a scenic train route with a short taxi at the end if you fancy watching the Highlands scroll past a window instead of a windscreen. That said, you’ll probably want a car once you’re there – the estate is wonderfully remote, and a set of wheels makes exploring the wider Highlands far easier.

Upper Dunain Cottage, Loch Ness Escapes

The setting is unpawbelievable – genuinely priceless. Upper Dunain Cottage sits on the Dochfour Estate, a historic, privately-owned estate just five minutes from Inverness and right alongside Loch Ness. It’s family run, with a wonderful host, Gigina, plus a housekeeping and caretaking team on site who couldn’t be more welcoming, to both the four-legged guests and the hoomans. Upper Dunain and Balnacraig both have two two rooms and sleep four, but the wider estate has properties ranging up to eight guests if you’re travelling as a bigger pack.

View of Dochfour Hill from Loch Ness Escapes cottage overlooking the Dochfour Estate near Loch Ness in the Scottish Highlands.

Behind the cottage, the view will stop you in your tracks: Dochfour Hill has steep rocky cliffs and dense woodland trails, winding through Scots pines – pawfect for a proper Highland adventure. Some hoomans speak a funny language up here called Gaelic, and the hill’s actual name is Cnoc na Gaoithe, which translates to ‘Hill of the Wind.’ Very dramatic. Very us.

Adventures start the moment you put a paw out the door. The estate now has seven cottages (seven, furiends – we’re still working our way through a few of them) in the Loch Ness Escapes portfolio, each with its own trails on offer, whether that’s hills, canal banks or loch shores.

Dog running across the grounds outside Dunain Cottage at Loch Ness Escapes on the Dochfour Estate near Loch Ness.

Our first visit was all about sniffing out everything within reach. Behind the secure, fully-fenced gardens, we were let off to explore – the pawrents loved this bit, could actually relax, sometimes even in the wood-fired hot tubs (appawrently not doggy pools, who knew). There’s a scenic private woodland path linking a couple of the cottages straight onto the famous Great Glen Way: a 79-mile long-distance trail tracing the dramatic, ancient fault line of lochs and canals from Fort William to Inverness.

Two Labrador dogs exploring the woodland at Loch Ness Escapes on the Dochfour Estate near Loch Ness.
Exploring the surroundings.

Our cottage itself was a two-bedroom bungalow, which meant us four-legged ones had access all areas. It even has a utility room for all our dog luggage, we’re posh paws, we don’t travel light. And a separate entrance to make sure we were clean and dry before trotting round the house – handy, since there’s an outside tap and hose pipe for hosing off muddy paws before you even reach the door. Oh, and that wood-burning stove – pawfect for a post-walk nap.

One thing to note, furiends: dog bowls, towels and beds aren’t provided, so pack your own. Learned that one the hard way.

Chasing Nessie

A short drive away is Dores, a small, picturesque village on the eastern shores of Loch Ness – you can almost see it from the estate. It’s known for its sweeping shingle beach and some of the best unobstructed views of the loch going, which makes it a favourite haunt for Nessie spotters. And that, furiends, is where our dog dad’s fascination with a certain monster first took hold.

But before we get into that, let me tell you about Torr Point Walk, a gentle 4 mile (approx) circular route from Dores beach, through ancient woodland and along the Aldourie shoreline. This place is bark-tacular. Keep your nose to the ground and you might even spot a red squirrel. Between the cold-water plunge pool that is Loch Ness and the ancient wood behind it, I could happily spend the rest of my life right here. Fair warning – it gets busy in summer. It’s home to The Nessie Hunter, and it doesn’t take much to catch the monster-spotting bug.

Balnacraig Farmhouse, Loch Ness Escapes

Since that first stay at Upper Dunain back in 2023, we’ve been back twice, this time to Balnacraig. We’d spotted it from across the valley on our walks and couldn’t resist finding out what we’d been missing. The pawrents rather fancied the upstairs, which, much to my disappointment, dogs weren’t allowed anywhere near. We still had free run of the kitchen – food for a lab is obviously the most impawtant thing – and the sitting room, with its wood-burning stove, for a proper sprawl post-adventure.

Exterior of Balnacraig Cottage with private hot tub at Loch Ness Escapes on the Dochfour Estate near Loch Ness.

The Nessie Hunt Continues

Our dog dad, meanwhile, was on a mission, determined to rediscover the mysteries of Loch Ness, and quietly confident this would finally be the trip we met Nessie herself. We were all in, if I’m honest. Documentaries watched. Theories discussed. Every pawssible reason she might be keeping such a low profile lately, thoroughly debated.

Turns out I’m not just a good boy, I’m also something of a Loch Ness expert now. A few fun facts for you, furiends, while we’re on the subject: Loch Ness has an average depth of 433 feet โ€” around 132 metres, or roughly the height of the London Eye, which equals 220 golden retrievers stacked on top of each other, and stretches 22.5 miles long. It holds more fresh water than all the lakes in England and Wales combined. So really, Nessie could be hiding anywhere.

Two Labrador dogs playing on the shoreline at Lochend with Loch Ness in the background.
My bro Dexter at Loch End with a stick he’s not meant to have!

Looking for new places she might be hanging out, we tried an alternative way into the loch: Loch End, a tranquil little settlement at the start of the Caledonian Canal, right at the head of Loch Ness, just minutes from the cottages and the pawfect spot for a freshwater dip. It’s not built for visitors, and it’s best explored on foot. Only the people in the know, know about it – like us. Fair warning though: the fully-loaded tourist boats that cruise the Ness do pass by now and then. You’re not always as alone as you think.

And here’s the twist, furiends – turns out the real monster sighting of the trip was me. Mid-swim, black head bobbing above the water, dog dad squinting from the shore for a good few seconds before realising it was his own dog and not the beast he’d been hunting all week. Nessie: still missing. Dylan: mistaken for a lake monster. I’ll take it.

Beyond the Cottage & Farmhouse

Other places on the ‘Dylan recommends’ list – that’s my paw-proval, and it isn’t handed out lightly – the Black Isle Brewery (bar and farm). Uber dog-friendly, and the best pizza either of us has tasted, hoomans included. Sadly we weren’t allowed a pint, even though it’s organic. More dog-friendly food finds to come in a separate post.

If you watch This Farming Life like our family (unhealthily obsessed, no shame), you’ll find Farm Ness at the bottom of the hill from the cottages. Farm shop, animal experiences, a play park, and dogs now even get their own bark park. The farm shop alone was meat heaven – the pawfect dog supermarket, if you ask me. I may have had opinions about the sausage selection.

For the beach dogs among us: the beaches up here have been kept a bit of a Highland secret by the locals, and honestly, they’re amazing. Sand, dolphins, rock pools, caves, lighthouses, and a doggy sausage waiting at the end – what’s not to love. More Highland beaches coming soon.

Labrador dogs playing in the water at Rosemarkie Beach during sunset on the Black Isle in the Scottish Highlands.

Loch Ness Escape properties are also wonderfully placed for a day trip to the west coast – but that’s a whole other post.

Every pawventure eventually comes to an end, but this one never really feels like goodbye. Each time I leave Dochfour Estate, I know there will be more woodland paths to sniff, more waves to watch across Loch Ness and, perhaps – just perhaps – another chance to spot Nessie. Maybe she’s just a little shy โ€ฆ or maybe she’s waiting for my next visit.

One thing I do know is that this corner of the Highlands now feels like a second home, and I’ll be wagging my tail all the way back when it’s time for another pawventure.

Until then, I’ll be dreaming of cosy evenings by the fire, peaceful morning walks, the damp pine scents beneath the ancient woodland, and seeing all the incredibly friendly Highland people and my four-legged furiends again. 

If you’re searching for somewhere both you and your hoomans can truly unwind, I can’t think of a more pawfect place to begin your own Highland adventure. And who knows? Maybe you’ll be the one who finally spots Nessie!

The Verdict ๐Ÿพ

Two cottages, two Loch Ness entry points, and still no sign of Nessie – but furiends, that just means there’s an excuse to go back. Between the views, the woodland trails, the log burning tubs and fires, the Dochfour Estate has more than earned its spot as one of our favourite Highland bases yet. Five paws out of five from me, no notes.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Woofability: 5/ 5 tails

And as for the west coast, the beaches, and everything else we’ve teased along the way? That’s a whole other tail. Stay tuned.

Got questions about the estate, the walks, or fancy your own dog mistaken for a mythical creature? Drop a comment below and I’ll get back to you.

Woof for now, Dylan ๐Ÿพ

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Dog Friendly Travel

Taking Your Dog to Honfleur, Normandy – A Dog’s Guide to France

Bonjour Furiends! Adventures in Normandy ๐Ÿพ

Dreamt of cheese, wine and croissants in France but can’t bear to be apart from your furry ones? Stop right there and read on – because the dream is very much a reality.

Bonjour furiends! It’s me, Dylan, reporting live from Normandy with a nose full of the most extraordinary smells. We’re talking doggos, cheese, fresh fish straight off the boats, warm pastries, river water, woodland… honestly my nose didn’t know where to begin.

Think taking your four-legged furiend abroad is too much hassle? It really isn’t. And trust me, your best furiend will love you fur-ever for it.

Getting There – Le Shuttle

Le Shuttle is honestly a dream for dogs. After a smooth check-in at the pet reception – a quick, easy process – and a scoot through customs, we were loaded onto the train and that was that. The whole crossing takes around 35 minutes, and between the gentle motion of the train and the warm breeze through the window, me and my little bro Dexter (who is often the anxious one in new situations, but don’t tell him I told you) were out like lights before we’d even reached the tunnel.

Both hoomans and dogs stay in the car the whole time – far less stressful than flying or the ferry, making trips abroad genuinely accessible for you and your four-legged furiends. No crates, no cargo holds, no separation from your hoomans. Just a little nap and suddenly – bonjour France!

One important thing before you even think about booking though – your pets must be vaccinated against rabies, and you’ll need to wait at least 21 full days after the first vaccination before you can travel. Plan ahead furiends, this one catches people out! Good news is that UK rabies vaccinations are typically valid for three years, but always check with your vet as guidance can change. There are also country-specific health certificates required – but more on all of that in a dedicated post coming soon.


Base Camp – La Riviรจre Apaisante ๐Ÿก

Now let me tell you about our base camp – and furiends, it did not disappoint.

The hoomans have impeccable taste (they do keep me around, after all). Our base for the week was La Riviรจre Apaisante, which translates as ‘The Soothing River’ and honestly, it lived up to its name and was worth every wag. A gorgeous traditional Norman half-timbered house, just outside Honfleur, sitting in nearly a hectare of private grounds. Picturesque, charming and utterly relaxing – terraces, hammocks under the apple trees, a fireplace for the evenings. The hoomans were very much in their element.

We had a garden so big even I couldn’t sniff every corner in one go (I tried, obvs). And when the Normandy sun got a little too much, out the back there’s a canopy walk through the woods – cooler, shadier, and absolutely heaving with the most extraordinary smells. Leaves, earth, mysterious creatures I shall not name. Just heaven for a discerning nose like mine.

But the piรจce de rรฉsistance (we’re in France, we say things like that now) – the river. The hoomans called it ‘the gรฎte’s water feature’. I called it my personal swimming pool and I will not be corrected.

The cool tiled floors were also, and I cannot stress this enough, magnifique for an afternoon sprawl. While the hoomans had an afternoon nap, read and drank a little vino (after all, we are in France and it would be rude not to), Dexter and I had the run of the place.

Oh, and did I mention the neighbour? A tiny French sausage dog across the track. Very chic. Very French. We exchanged barks. It was diplomatic. Mostly.

For those thinking of booking (and you really should), it sleeps six, it’s pet-friendly (naturellement), and the hosts, Justine & Antoine, are wonderful. Five stars across the board and every single one deserved. Between you and me furiends, the pawrents have sworn me to secrecy. They’re already planning how to move in permanently and don’t want the competition. But a secret this good? I simply cannot keep it.

Exploring Honfleur

Honfleur furiends. Where do I even begin.

The smells hit me before we’d even parked – fish, salt air, pastry, more fish – my nose was working overtime and we hadn’t even left the car. Top tip – free parking at Naturospace, walkable distance from the centre and perfect for a little piddle on route.

The Vieux Bassin (port of Honfleur) is an absolute must for a morning wander. We strolled past the fish market (Thursday to Sunday furiends, mark your calendars – the fishermen bring in the catch fresh and the smells are, quite frankly, overwhelming in the best possible way). The hoomans were admiring the pretty painted harbour houses. I was conducting a very serious sniff investigation of the cobblestones.

And the cafรฉ culture! Oh la la. Honfleur takes dog-friendly seriously – plenty of welcoming spots for four-legged visitors. We started with a magnifique breakfast at Pollen – trรจs chic, very Honfleur, and absolutely worth a visit. Eggs that were licking-lips good. And the pain au chocolat sitting on the table… so close… so flaky… so absolutely not for me apparently. The injustice.

But the real highlight? Everypawdy wanted a piece of Dylan. Cafรฉ staff, people passing by – the French are wonderfully free with their affection and I received every single pat with the grace and dignity it deserved.


The Betrayal

Now. I need to take a moment. Honfleur? Ten out of ten, furiendly to the core. My pawrents? We need to talk.

The pawrents – MY pawrents – had the absolute audacity to visit La Maison Du Tripot for tea, WITHOUT ME. Without. Me. I know because I smelt it on them when they got back. And if that wasn’t enough, I also detected the distinct scent of another dog. They made a furiend. Without me. I have questions.

And THEN – as if the day couldn’t get any worse – they left us behind for dinner at Huรฎtre Brรปlรฉe, a gorgeous little bistro doing seasonal local produce and a menu that changes every three weeks. Trout was a feature this week apparently. A dish they couldn’t stop raving about. At a restaurant that – and this is the really painful part – they welcomes dogs. DOGS. Us. The very species they left at home.

What a betrayal.


The Verdict ๐Ÿพ

Normandy, furiends. Do it. Pack your bags, sort your rabies jab (more on that soon!), book Le Shuttle, find yourself a beautiful gรฎte with a river – and go. France is waiting, and it smells absolutely magnifique.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Woofability: 5/ 5 tails

And as for Trouville-sur-Mer, Deauville, Beuzeville and Pont-l’ร‰vรชque… well, that’s a whole other tail. Stay tuned.

Woof for now, Dylan ๐Ÿพ


๐Ÿถ Thinking of taking your furry one abroad? There’s a little prep involved – health certificates, rabies vaccinations, and a French vet visit for tapeworm treatment on the way home – but it’s easier than you think. Drop a comment below if you have any questions or you’d like a dedicated hints & tips guide and I’ll get it written!

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