GLENVEAGH CASTLE: A DREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE…

In a faraway land, beyond the seven mountains, amongst the seven dwarfs – that sounds more like the fairy tale of Snow White than a trip to Ireland. But a trip to Glenveagh Castle feels rather like that…

At the rose garden
At the rose garden (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)



Intro and travel report

You can hardly get any further away in Ireland. Donegal is ‘the forgotten county’, as it is the furthest from Dublin and was long ignored there. The county lies in the far north-west of Ireland, right next to the Republic of Northern Ireland, which makes up the north-eastern part of the island.

At Lough Beagh
At Lough Beagh (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


In the heart of County Donegal lies Glenveagh National Park, a mountain range that rises high above the flatter coastal areas. Incidentally, its Gaelic-Irish name is Gleann Beatha, the ‘Valley of Life’, or Gleann Bheithe, the ‘Valley of the Birch’.

In Scandinavia, the birch is the tree of life (as far as I know) – is that the case here too? In any event, the Valley of the Birch cuts through the largely treeless green mountains and is home to a long, narrow lake, Lough Beagh, or Lough Veagh, as it used to be called.

Towers of Glenveagh Castle
Towers of Glenveagh Castle (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


There are indeed a few trees and small copses growing on its banks; otherwise, it is rather reminiscent of the Scottish Highlands: green mountain slopes, rocky outcrops and cliffs, and raised bogs in places. A wild landscape in the midst of a sparsely populated mountainous region.

The green slopes provide grazing for a few sheep and red deer. There are apparently plenty of them in this region. Unfortunately, we didn’t see any during our visit.

View over Lough Beagh into Glenveagh NP
View over Lough Beagh into Glenveagh NP (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


We did, however, see plenty of walkers. The region is well known for this, and you can find plenty of information about the park at the National Park office at the entrance to the valley.

Incidentally, the valley is a dead end. If you want to go in, you have to park your car – or, in our case, our motorhome – at the entrance and walk a few kilometres to the castle, following the lake all the way. Alternatively, you can bring or hire a bike, or take one of the small shuttle buses.

Waterfront of the castle
Waterfront of the castle (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


The journey is included in the admission price, and as we have to travel a bit further today, we opt for the ‘lazy’ option. The weather forecast may also have played a part in our decision, as light rain is expected to set in shortly.

The little bus races along the narrow, single-lane road towards Castle at breathtaking speed. At the last moment, it brakes to let an oncoming bus pass.

Forest trail at the castle
Forest trail at the castle (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


The passing place is barely any wider than the road, but somehow the two minibuses manage to get past each other… This happens several times. During the fast-paced journey, I watch the lake glide past us. Sheep on the shore, mountains in the background – I love these landscapes!

A forest appears ahead of us and the minibus brakes one last time: we’re here! A Scottish-style castle lies right in front of me. It towers majestically over the lakeshore, flanked by a high wall.

Watchtower at the outer wall
Watchtower at the outer wall (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


However, it certainly does not date back to the Middle Ages, as it is in fact a large country house with battlements. It was built here from 1870 onwards by Captain John George Adair in the Scottish Baronial style. The estate covers over 160 square kilometres and includes several hills, valleys, lakes and forests.

Adair acquired the land bit by bit and consolidated it to create this vast estate. His dream was to surpass Balmoral, the Scottish retreat of the English royal family!

Cottage in the gardens
Cottage in the gardens (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


In my humble opinion, he may not have quite succeeded in that, but his life’s work is nonetheless remarkable!

Incidentally, this also explains the castle’s marvellous condition, as it is not very old at all and has never been besieged or destroyed.

Castle front entrance
Castle front entrance (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


However, Captain Adair did not earn himself a good reputation in Ireland whilst pursuing his dream, for, following the example of the Scottish Highland Clearances, he evicted his tenants from their leased land in order to manage it himself.

People moved to Letterkenny to live in the workhouse or emigrated to America and Australia. This was common practice and a bitter reality in 19th-century Ireland.

At the gardens
At the gardens (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


Captain Adair died in 1885. His widow, Cornelia, remained at the magnificent estate; she treated people much more fairly and considerately, and developed the castle’s gardens into the splendour they are today.

And what splendour it is: I spend at least two hours strolling through the extensive grounds, walking along the lakeshore and discovering the various gardens one by one.

At the glasshouse
At the glasshouse (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


You’ll find everything here: native plants, herbs, a splendid array of blooms of all kinds, a wonderful collection of old trees and a rose garden.

A beautiful glasshouse is home to orchids and other exotic plants that probably wouldn’t always cope with the weather outside.

Orchids at the glasshouse
Orchids at the glasshouse (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


A light drizzle has now set in. The wind has picked up slightly and waves are lapping against the shore of the lake. The mountains are shrouded in a misty, light-grey blanket of cloud, and the pale light seems to bring out the green of the mountain slopes even more.

Sculptures in the park
Sculptures in the park (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


With the rain come the midges – those pesky little gnats, or rather tiny biting flies – emerging from the bushes. Midges are a real nuisance in the Scottish Highlands during the summer months.

Here in Ireland, they’re not much of an issue. But they can occasionally turn up near still water here too and be a bit of a nuisance.

At the gardens
At the gardens (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


But that doesn’t matter, because our feet are aching and our stomachs are rumbling. Perfect conditions for the return journey, which is just as brisk as the outward one.

At the visitor centre, we enjoy a lovely lunch and then set off again in the motorhome along the narrow, winding mountain roads, heading north towards the coast.

At the castle greens
At the castle greens (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)



Conclusion

I’ve been out and about in the mountains of Donegal before, on my motorbike. The scenery is simply fantastic, and the Donegal coastline is breathtakingly beautiful too.

Gleneagh National Park is a must for keen walkers, and Glenveagh Castle on Lough Beagh is a stunningly beautiful estate with wonderful gardens and parks. I highly recommend it!

View over the lake
View over the lake (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


You’ll need to allow a bit of time, though, as you’ll inevitably have to drive slowly on the narrow roads in the area, and a visit to the castle – whether by shuttle bus, on foot or by bike – takes a couple of hours.

Massive keep
Massive keep (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)


But for those who’d rather explore than rush about, County Donegal, Glenveagh National Park and Glenveagh Castle are absolute hidden gems!!!

You can find all the information you need here: https://www.nationalparks.ie/glenveagh/.

Have a great trip!

Forest at the castle
Forest at the castle (photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)



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Credit for cover photo: In the gardens of Glenveagh Castle (Photo: Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg)

Uli Written by:

Hello and welcome! Originating from Germany, my family and I have a second home in Ireland, where we operated a motorbike rental business for several years. During that time, I started this blog, initially with articles about Ireland only. Since then, it has continued to grow: Wales, Scotland, England, France - and other European countries will follow. What is particularly important to me is real information and experiences from real people who have actually been to the place. With ChatGPT, Perplexity or Google AI, you can get lists of sights and must-see places – which is fine at first. The information usually comes from the websites of the tourism providers in the respective locations. However, in reality, many of these places are actually completely overrun, crowded or otherwise annoying. Other, truly beautiful places, are not even mentioned at all. One AI copies from another and the same content gets repeated over and over. We do things differently here: I tell you where we've actually been, which lesser-known places are beautiful (even without a lot of marketing) and which super-famous places are really amazing (despite a lot of marketing). Here you can expect true experiences, from real people with no AI involved. With that in mind, enjoy reading! Yours, Ulrich Knüppel-Gertberg