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Aberlour Bolthole was once home to the Ferryman working on the River Spey just 50 yards behind the cottage, flowing beside the beautiful Alice Littler Park.
The cottage was comprehensively refurbished in 2012 and now is a classic Highland village home with a modern bathroom, kitchen and gas central heating system as well as a cosy wood burner.
Accomodation:
Amenities include:
Arrival
Directions: Drive along the A95 (High Street) through Aberlour until you see the Aberlour Filling Station and Café ‘Fresh’. Park on the opposite side of the road if possible. Look for the black metal garden gate – go through, down the steps, and follow the long garden path to the front door on the right (the door reads “Bolthole – 130 High Street”).
Key code: upon arrival (key lockbox is on the left of the front door).
Wi‑Fi: Network – Onestream_7640 | Password – upon arrival.
Check‑in: Strictly from 4 pm.
Security: Please be aware that security cameras are fitted at the entrance for your and our peace of mind.
Departure (by 9 am sharp)
Please follow these steps before you leave:
Rubbish & recycling – Take all waste to the bins between the cottage and garden wall. Use the colour‑coded bins: Blue (paper/cardboard), Pink (plastic packaging), Brown (food waste), Green (tins/cans/cartons), and the plastic box with lid (glass bottles/jars). Tie all bags securely.
Heating & windows – Turn radiator thermostats down to the star (❄︎) frost‑protection setting, and close/lock all windows.
Leftover food – Leave any unopened non‑perishable items or good fresh produce on the kitchen counter for our changeover staff to use.
Feedback – To help us improve, we’d appreciate knowing about your experience. Your honest input ensures future guests enjoy their stay.
Keys – Lock the door and drop the keys back in the lockbox.
If you have any questions, feel free to call me on 07932 755 131.
Wishing you a wonderful stay – safe travels, and we hope to see you again!
Before the iron footbridge spanned the torrent, the ferryman's skiff was the only crossing. His final passenger, on the night the Spey rose to claim its banks, was James Fleming—banker, philanthropist, and founder of the Aberlour distillery.
What was pledged for that desperate passage, no one ever learned. The ferryman delivered Fleming to the other side, alive but forever silent about the mid-current darkness. The ferryman himself vanished by dawn.
It is said Fleming’s fierce will to build the bridge was not merely philanthropy, but a seal against what the river had shown him. The toll of one penny was to pay a lingering debt. Some still claim the oldest cask in the distillery’s deepest vault holds not just whisky, but the deep, dark secret of what the Spey took that night.

