- Separated room and living area
- Fully-furnished kitchen
- Two rooms with one king bed
- Second bathroom with shower
- Electric Fireplace
- Jacuzzi
- Patio
- Private swimming pool shared with Oriole
- Covered patio
- Lake view
Heron Suite
This is a place defined not only by its interiors, but also by the world that unfolds just beyond them, where the boundaries between shelter and landscape begin to blur. Perched just above the Manor, in a cabin added to the estate at the turn of the century, the Héron Suite occupies a world of its own: at once secluded, yet intimately tied to the life of the property below.
Encircled by mature maple and birch trees, the suite opens onto a landscape in constant, subtle motion. At first light, the nearby pond, just steps away, draws a chorus of birds, their presence as fleeting as it is rhythmic. The suite takes its name from the heron, often seen skimming low across the water, a solitary figure that mirrors the stillness and unhurried cadence of this place.
Inside, the design is deliberately restrained: a contemporary retreat shaped by space and light. Two generous bedrooms unfold alongside a bathroom with heated floors and a steam shower, inviting a slower pace. Outdoors, a hot tub, private pool, and terrace are set gently into the terrain, offering moments of quiet immersion beneath a canopy of leaves.
- 1400 ft²
- King (x2)
- Sleeps 2-4
- Robes and slippers
- Premium bedding
- High-speed wireless internet
- Nespresso Coffee Machine
- Nightly turndown service
Lakeside retreat on Lake Massawippi
Each room at Manoir Hovey isn’t just a place to sleep—it’s where time begins to loosen its grip. At dawn over Lake Massawippi, mist lifts slowly off the water, the kind of quiet that feels almost deliberate settling in around you. Light moves gently through the room, and without noticing, you begin to move differently too. Days aren’t planned here—they unfold. Yoga by the lake, a drink in the gardens, or nothing at all. Especially nothing at all.
By evening, the rhythm deepens. The infinity pool—heated year-round—extends into the lake like a disappearing line, blurring where nature ends and you begin. Inside, the library wraps you in wood, history, and the quiet presence of rare books. The spa softens everything else. What lingers isn’t luxury in the usual sense, but a rare precision: nothing excess, nothing missing, nothing rushed. And after a while, you realize—that was the point all along.