Findhorn Ice House
- Jun 4
- 2 min read
The Findhorn Ice House is a striking, turf‑roofed relic of the village’s fishing past, tucked just above the shoreline where the bay meets the dunes. Once used to store blocks of winter ice for preserving salmon, it now stands as an atmospheric reminder of Findhorn’s maritime heritage — a cool, echoing chamber of stone that feels half‑hidden, half‑mythic, and entirely rooted in the rhythms of the Moray coast.
Highlights
Beautifully preserved 19th‑century structure built into the earth with a turf roof, giving it a distinctive, almost hobbit‑like silhouette.
Key piece of Findhorn’s fishing heritage, once used to store winter ice for preserving salmon before transport.
Atmospheric interior with thick stone walls, echoing acoustics, and a cool, cave‑like feel that instantly transports you back in time.
Scenic setting just steps from the bay, dunes, and coastal paths — perfect for combining with a beach walk or a wander through the village.
Practical Information
Location: Near the Findhorn Heritage Centre, close to the shoreline on the east side of the village.
Access: Easy, flat walk from the main car park or village centre; suitable for most visitors.
Opening: Often accessible as an exterior landmark; interior access may vary depending on local heritage events or exhibitions.
Facilities: No on‑site amenities; nearest toilets, café, and parking are at the Heritage Centre or village centre.
Visitor Tips
Pair it with the Heritage Centre to get the full story of Findhorn’s fishing and maritime past.
Visit early morning or late afternoon for the best light on the dunes and bay — it makes the Ice House feel even more atmospheric.
Bring a camera if you enjoy unusual architecture or coastal textures; the turf roof and stonework photograph beautifully.
Combine with a beach walk — the Ice House sits right on the route toward the dunes and shoreline.
Check for local events as the Ice House is occasionally used for small exhibitions or heritage open days.
Donations are requested
Ferghas' Adventures
Ferghas the Highland Coo trotted down the sandy path toward the Findhorn Ice House, his explorer’s satchel bouncing with every determined step. The turf‑roofed mound looked like a secret hill‑dwelling, and Ferghas was certain something exciting waited inside. With a brave snort, he pushed open the old wooden door and stepped into the cool, echoing chamber where his hooves clicked on the stone floor. A faint shimmer glowed at the far end — a tiny frost‑spirit, trapped in a swirl of leftover winter magic. Ferghas puffed out his chest, gave a friendly nod, and tapped the ice with his horn, breaking the spell. The spirit twirled free in a sparkle of cold light, zipping past him and out into the sunshine, leaving Ferghas grinning proudly as he added “rescued a magical ice‑friend” to his growing list of heroic adventures.
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