I had planned for two nights at Glendalough hostel in order to have a rest day after my Wicklow Way walk. But, on that “rest”day, I was still in the mood for walking so I decided on the 9 km, 380 m elevation gain, “Spinc and Glenealo Hike”. I am so glad that I choose this hike – it was spectacular!
The first kilometer to get to the trailhead was lovely and flat along the green road, past the lower lake, and on towards the upper lake. Rain had fallen overnight, and it was overcast and cool. It was also early when I set out, and there was no-one about. A huge contrast to the heat and the busy summer crowds of the previous day!
The route started to climb along a forest road beside the pretty Poulnass waterfall…
and soon zigzagged steeply up the road for a few switchbacks until the trail literally cut through the forest, somewhat spookily, as a series of timber stairs that would eventually number more than 600!
So I started climbing, and was soon wondering if perhaps I should have stayed in bed instead! But, all of that steady stair climbing resulted in the trail emerging from the forest high up on the mountainside, to reveal this view looking back towards the lower lake, and the beginning of the upper lake.
The views stayed marvelously open as the trail continued on boardwalk higher up the cliffs and towards the Glenealo valley and the headwaters of the upper lake.
Closer and closer to the highest point of the hike, “An Spinc”, which literally means “pointed hill”. Up until this point I had not seen one other hiker, but then looking way down below across the lake, I could see several small groups of walkers heading up the valley on the other side.
In the photo below you can clearly see the trail zigzagging down the opposite side of the valley from the pass. The white areas are tailings from lead, zinc and silver mines which operated in this valley for 150 years, beginning in the 1790s.
Looking back from where I’ve come. The upper lake is surprisingly long!
Then the boardwalk started to descend over blanket bog and heath.
The trail description had said that a large herd of deer are often seen here, and sure enough I saw several groupings of deer both above and below me. Most marvelously, I sat and watched a fawn drink milk from its mother! I need to figure out how to magnify the image below! The pair are just inside the upper right quadrant of the photo.
The boardwalk continued downwards…
until it finally ended and I was on a rough track heading towards the bridge over the river, trying to get there ahead of the encroaching mist and clouds.
This is the view from on the bridge, looking down the valley.
And now I’m on the other side, looking back at the bridge. Such an exciting place to be! So far, I’d only passed two other hikers, heading the opposite way, but as I made my descent, more and more hikers came up the valley towards me.
Here’s a good view, on the right, of An Spinc, the highest point reached by the trail.
The descent was very fun as it paralleled the boulder-strewn river.
A hiker travelling in the opposite direction kindly took my picture.
Still a ways to go! On some parts of the descent, there was almost a rough pavement of stones, perhaps made by the miners.
As I reached the large area of tailings, after skirting an enormous boulder field, the trail had finally levelled off, and the 3 or 4 km return alongside the upper lake along the miners road was flat, easy, and picturesque.
What a wonderful hike that was!
After a rest in the hostel, I walked through the monastic settlement once again, so happy that I had come to beautiful Glendalough!