Overscaig House Hotel
How has this hotel rated in the past?
- Continental Breakfast
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
Travelers also recommend:
TripAdvisor Reviews Overscaig House Hotel Lairg
Travel Blogs from Lairg
... something I could hardly believe when I first saw. As it may sound,
these are one lane roads with frequent pullouts that enable traffic going in
opposite directions to pass. I didn’t know there was such a thing anymore in
the developed world let alone what looks on the map to be the main road across
northernmost Scotland. But, yes, it’s real! This single track went on for
stretches in between lengths of good modern highway where I could drive 50 or
We continued down the highlands to the west coast and the most amazing scenery of the trip. We were heading to an isolated and no services anywhere castle called ardvreck, a ridiculously photogenic castle on a little island on a loch. We camped the night enjoying cheeses and beers and really nice weather. Sunny, warm, down to almost t-shirts. I took a nice photo of the castle ...
... most highlands, big mountains and pretty much treeless. We had to constantly pull into passing lanes as most of the roads are one lane here. Despite the constant stopping and slowing down for sheep, cows and lambs on the road (aswell as photos), it was amazing. Then we rocked up to a beach that paralleled an Australian beach, offshore conditions and bright blue water. Followed by jen overdosing on chocolate at this amazing place called cocoa ...
... miles. We have christened such days as LJGT days..."Lets Just Get There" days. There are other descriptions but they are not for this blog!
As a consequence no great pictures. Lairg claims itself to be the gateway to the North, but that's about it.
We have again found a great place to stay... Carnbren B&B run by Chris, who is delightful and very helpful. She has also travelled the world so she and Rob have been swapping S.America stories.
My highlight ...
... Pat has a girl in every farm, as we see the little red vans parked EVERYWHERE, with no postie in sight) don’t give a damn and just plough on through and around you wherever you happen to have frozen in fear, leaving you a jibbering wreck. Naturally the tourists get so frightened by this that they quickly learn (adapt or die) to get into a passing place and stay there until danger is past, so you find yourself cowering in a little sanctuary while a ...