island of shuna holiday lets, Scotland
 

Other Islands  

In addition to the seven cottages on the Isle of Shuna, we also have cottages on two other islands

Darach Beag, on Iona ...

  • Sleeps nine

  • Two family rooms upstairs (a double bed and a single bed, in each)

  • Twin room downstairs adjacent to the family bathroom

  • Single room downstairs adjacent to additional shower and toilet

  • Open Easter to end of October School holidays

Iona is a beautiful and historic island, serviced by the CalMac ferries sailing from Oban. It enjoys stunning sandy beaches with turquoise seas, a monastery from which St Columbus brought Christianity to the British Isles and a small, welcoming community with a thriving craft industry.

Enquiries for Darach Beag and The Lodge at Dunmor, directly to Mr Edward Gully on dunmor@hotmail.co.uk or call 07464 854 085.

Coming Soon...  

The Lodge at Dunmor, on Seil...

  • Luxury 4* accommodation

  • Sleeps 8, all on one level

  • Master double bedroom with en-suite walk in shower

  • Second double bedroom

  • 2 twin rooms

  • Family bathroom and additional cloakroom w/c

  • Open all year round

Seil, one of the slate islands, is accessed from the mainland by road via the famous Bridge-Over-The-Atlantic. Surrounded by mountains which open to the rugged coastline, from where you can view Luing, Fladder with its lighthouse and the Garvellachs Islands, The Lodge at Dunmor offers a truly memorable west coast experience.

Enquiries for Darach Beag and The Lodge at Dunmor, directly to Mr Edward Gully on dunmor@hotmail.co.uk or call 07464 854 085.

Testimonials

 "This place is just the best place for a great holiday! We have been three years in a row and will be back next year. Peace quiet rest and a fantastic pace of life." 

Yvonne Birks 

"Hi, yes it was absolutely stunning, enjoyed every moment! back now to normal life!!"

Lorraine Cruse

Shuna

 

Paddling stealthily  

through silk seas 

we hold our breath 

as the otter surfaces. 

 

His log body floats across the waves 

head raised 

then with a flick  

he is gone 

long tail sliding into darker depths. 

 

Up again 

like a champagne cork 

bobbing and chomping 

on a luckless fish. 

We hear bones crunching. 

 

There’s snow in the air 

and the ridges are dusted 

like Christmas Stollen. 

 

A cloud the size of Scotland 

presses down on the heron’s languid flight 

and a rubber-headed seal 

pounces on a bouy 

a toy to play with in its loch-sized bath. 

 

Then hail hits the waves 

A pounding of diamonds 

Beautiful and sharp. 

 

Mica Schist captures the brilliance 

In its ripples 

Nature’s mirror ball 

Reflecting the rainbow’s fraying end. 

 

We float home 

with eiders whistling in our ears 

the urgent flock of redwings 

in the twinkling of our eyes 

 

our heads ablaze  

with birds and beasts and light. 

 

© Sally Brown