
I'm pretty sure by now that most of you are well aware of my love for Scotland and how easy it is to explore the great outdoors here, generally less than an hours drive outside of Glasgow. Well that's exactly what myself, Lynsay and Lori did a few weekends ago. We've all been super busy this year, with work, house renovations and general life goings on, so a little girly weekend away was just what we all needed. We hopped in the car to Gourock, got a ferry over to Dunoon, and after just an hour of leaving home we had arrived at our Argyll Holidays cabin in Hunters Quay.




I've just bought a new car, a Mini Countryman, so this was the first Mini Adventure I've had in it and fitting the three of us and our bags was easy peasy compared to my old car! Our lodge consisted of three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and living room area - not forgetting to mention the private decking with hot tub. The Hunters Quay site overlooks the banks of the Holy Loch, and it really was a little slice of complete and utter serenity. It was oh so quiet. Living in the city I'm used to sleeping with the sound of police sirens and drunken revellers echoing through the night. The lodge gave a lovely sense of comfort and escapism, I'm pretty sure I had the best night sleep I've had in a very long time.








The first day we went to the local Morrisons in Dunoon to stock up on supplies for the weekend (mostly breakfast food and prosecco because it's cabin essentials huh!?) We made some dinner, played music, watched a bit of tv, hung out in the hot tub, drank and laughed our way through the rest of the evening before settling down to bed for the night. Hunters Quay is an excellent starting location to explore the surrounding areas, and the next day we decided to head up Loch Fyne and Inveraray way. We couldn't pass the award winning Loch Fyne Oyster Restaurant without popping into their deli for some coffee and snacks for the road. Inverary Castle was closed due to it being just out of season, so we spent a couple of hours wandering around the quaint little shops with a pit stop into Brambles Cafe for lunch. We even ended bumping into my lovely friend Ashley, who was staying at the Loch Fyne Hotel & Spa with her friend Naomi for the weekend (click here for some seriously amazing/moody photographs by Ashley which capture Scotland magically even on a grey day) I was rocking some new pink hair on the trip thanks to my besties at Blow Shawlands, along with some super cute space buns (which you can see here) and I was actually a bit gutted on the Saturday morning when I had to take them out to wash my hair.


Hunters Quay is dog friendly and has some great amenities including an on site restaurant, swimming pool, sauna, steam and jacuzzi, live entertainment and plenty of activities to keep families with kids occupied. For me, I was just so happy to wind down and sit on the decking with two great friends. Relaxing and chatting about life and everything in between. There's something about the cold, clean Scottish air which never fails to blow away any cobwebs which have been gathering. Taking life at a slower pace for the long weekend was something my body and brain had been in dire need of, more than I realised. I would love to have a few days away again like this with Pete and Bronson in the summer, and I have no doubt at all that when a big event like my 30th or hen do happens for me, this is the sort of place I would love to spend it. Hands down ♥
"Come gather in my lungs Scottish wind
Belt out your blackest poems
As the sea around you sings
When that drone takes to the air
A single note to raise my hair
Carry songs beyond my lungs
Cold Scottish wind
Come fall upon my shoulders, Scottish rain
And dissolve all of the worry
That has hunched this back of mine
So the hurt run down the drain to the reservoir
One day I'll add a drop of my own worries
To a dram"
Belt out your blackest poems
As the sea around you sings
When that drone takes to the air
A single note to raise my hair
Carry songs beyond my lungs
Cold Scottish wind
Come fall upon my shoulders, Scottish rain
And dissolve all of the worry
That has hunched this back of mine
So the hurt run down the drain to the reservoir
One day I'll add a drop of my own worries
To a dram"