Ireland, 2023 – Ross Castle, Innisfallen Island, and the Gap of Dunloe

June 5-6, 2023

On my third day in Killarney I headed off on a three kilometre walk to visit Ross Castle on the shore of Lough Leane. I took a path through a lovely meadow where I saw a herd of Sika deer grazing. Sika deer were brought into the area in the 19th century and are considered invasive as they can overgraze and destroy native woodlands.

A little further along, I saw two other deer that I thought might be the native Red Deer as they were larger and had darker coats, but I’m not sure!

This one was certainly a Sika deer and she looks like she may be pregnant. A few moments later, on the other side of the path, I saw a mother and her very young fawn but they quickly disappeared into the forest.

I soon noticed that I was walking through a “wet woodland” that I had learned about in the Killarney House interpretive centre. This ecosystem on the Lough Leane floodplain is dominated by alder trees and also supports ash, birch, and willow trees as well as thick areas of rushes, sedges, and grasses. I also saw many foxgloves, and yellow flag irises which are very beautiful but also very invasive. Also invasive throughout Killarney National Park are rhododendrons which thrive here in Kerry and outcompete native plants. Extensive conservation efforts are undertaken to eradicate them but it is a huge challenge.

Soon I arrived at Ross Castle and I headed to the stone pier of the Killarney Rowing Club to photograph the castle from across a small bay.

My plan was to do the 4.5 kilometre hike on the Ross Castle peninsula which would pass by a 4000 year old copper mine, as well as other points of interest, but on impulse I decided that I wanted to do a boat trip to Innisfallen Island instead.

The trip was not on my itinerary but the lake was so beautiful that suddenly fifteen Euro did not seem like too much to pay for a boat ride across the deep blue water to visit Lough Leane’s largest island and the ruins of Innisfallen Abbey. I was the only guest on the boat and the twenty minute ride out was wonderful with lake, island, and mountain views all around.

All too soon we were docking at Innisfallen, directly in front of the Abbey.

Innisfallen Abbey was founded on the island in 640 by Saint Finian and was known as a great centre of learning. Lough Leane means “Lake of Learning” and it is said that the Irish High King Brian Boru was educated here. The abbey was occupied for over 900 years until the monks were forced to abandon the island by order of Queen Elizabeth I in 1594. Today, the buildings still on site date from the 10th to the 13th centuries.

The giant yew directly if front of the abbey is thought to be at least 800 years old!

I loved walking around the ruins and what caught my eye the most today were all of the tiny plants clinging to the stone walls. In the perfect little mini garden below, the foxglove plant was only about five inches tall! It brought to mind part of a lovely quote from the Irish poet Thomas Moore in which he described the nature to be found in Killarney, “…the little gardens that every small rock exhibits, the romantic disposition of the islands, and graceful sweep of the shores; – all this is unequalled anywhere else.”

As well as lichens, mosses, and tiny ferns, some of the plants clinging to the stones were flowering naval worts (top two photos below) and Ivy-leaved toad flax (bottom left).

I had to search for a while to find the face of Saint Finian finely carved from a block of Red Sandstone. The building stone of the abbey is primarily limestone, which underlies much of Killarney National Park, and some Red Sandstone which was transported into the area by ice age glaciers and deposited as glacial erratics.

After viewing the abbey ruins I decided to walk the trail that circles the 21 acre island. The path travelled through bracken and open forest,

with easy access to the shore.

This view from a high bank clearly shows the limestone bedrock, sculpted by the water,

and here is a large Red Sandstone erratic beside the trail (it looks white because it is almost completed covered by lichen). I learned at the Killarney House interpretive centre that yews prefer to grow on limestone while the oaks prefer to grow in areas of Red Sandstone.

There were few people on the island while I was there and it was blissfully peaceful, and again I was the only passenger on the return boat ride. Here is a view of Ross Castle as we headed to the pier. I was going there next!

Ross Castle was initially built in the mid 15th century by an O’Donoghue chieftain as a tower house which included the tall centre portion of the castle you see below as well as the defensive outer walls with their rounded towers.

By the late 1500s the castle and its lands had been seized by the English crown and then had a succession of owners, chiefly the Browne family, over the ensuing centuries. A British military barracks was added onto the tower in the early 1700s and alterations were made, such as removing interior tower walls, that weakened the structural integrity of the castle. By the Victorian era, the castle had deteriorated into a Romantic ruin on the shores of Lough Leane, very popular with tourists of the day.

The castle has since been extensively restored and is managed by the Ireland’s Office of Public Works (OPW) (as was Trim Castle). I took their excellent and inexpensive guided tour that visited each of the three levels of the tower. The principal rooms, like the Great Hall on the third floor, were furnished as they might have been in the 15th century (interior photos were not allowed) and we learned what life would have been like then for the castle’s first inhabitants. I was so impressed by the tour and also impressed by the restoration work that was done by the OPW at great expense and with the use of local materials and medieval building techniques (as much as possible) to preserve authenticity.

Ross Castle is definitely a “must see” for visitors to Killarney!

On my last full day in Killarney I booked a “Gap of Dunloe” tour which is also a “must see” for many if not most visitors. The Gap of Dunloe tour is a 12 kilometre journey that begins at Kate Kearney’s Cottage where a single-lane road climbs its way up through a narrow valley, past five small lakes connected by the River Loe to a pass (the “gap”), and then steeply down into the beautiful Black Valley. It then travels to Lord Brandon’s Cottage where boats are moored on the river that leads into Killarney’s Upper Lake, ready to take travellers on a ninety-minute boat ride across Killarney’s three lakes to end at Ross Castle, with a bus ride back to Killarney.

I was very excited to do this tour but also a bit apprehensive because I was going to walk the 12 kilometres and the time allotted for the trip is 2.5 -3 hours maximum in order to meet the boats on time. That’s a walking speed of 4 km per hour which is fast for me. Most tourists choose to travel the 12 kilometres in a pony and trap jaunting car, clip clop clip clop!

There were not many of us walking and I headed off at a good pace behind a French family of three and soon passed them as the road climbed steeply away from Kate Kearney’s Cottage,

and we quickly reached the first lake.

The road would level off somewhat as it passed alongside the lakes and then rise again, always aiming for the deep V between the mountains in the distance.

Some sections ahead looked a little daunting!

It was a beautiful walk and I wished that I could take more time to explore and enjoy the vistas.

We climbed up,

and up,

until the very top of the pass.

From there, the road swept steeply down a series of S curves and then straightened out for a long descent into the Black Valley.

But I could see that the Killarney Upper Lake was far in the distance behind me, and where did everybody go? The jaunting cars had long since passed me but there were no more walkers that I could see either behind or in front of me. Had I missed a turnoff somewhere?

It was very bizarre, so quiet, and it felt like every single person had disappeared off the face of the planet! I looked ahead, and behind, and down the mountainside as I kept walking at a quick pace downhill, and then finally I could see the French family below me (they had passed me earlier), in the middle of an S-curve that reversed the road’s direction so that it would lead towards the lake. Phew!

I relaxed and continued along in front of the few homes and church of the Black Valley (I would walk here again on the Kerry Way), then the road paralleled the lovely Owenreagh River for the last kilometre or so before arriving at Lord Brandon’s cottage where I had just a few minutes for a quick snack and a five minute rest before heading across a wide path to the moored boats on the river. I took a quick photo back towards Lord Brandon’s cottage and the mountains that I had crossed,

and then climbed into the boat with eleven other excited passengers. What a beautiful day! We travelled down the river,

until it widened and then we were crossing Killarney’s Upper Lake.

On the other side we rejoined the river as it narrowed dramatically and flowed in fun curves around rocky points for some distance as it headed towards Muckross Lake (the middle lake).

We reached the narrowest and shallowest part of the river and had to disembark and then walk across a stone bridge and along a forest trail for probably about 100 metres to where the river joined the middle lake (Muckross Lake) and where a new boat was waiting for us. This manoeuvre is necessary when rain has been scant and the river level is low. One older American fellow was rather disgruntled with this but I heard him quip, as we boarded the bus at the end of our adventure, his good humour restored, “That’s the most hiking I’ve ever had to do on a boat trip!”

We crossed Muckross Lake, with views of Muckross House on a distant shore, and then passed under this bridge!

Here is one of my favourite photos of the day.

In the middle of Lough Leane, the largest of the three Killarney lakes, we had to do another, very strange maneuver and I still don’t understand exactly why. In the middle of the large lake we had to take off our life jackets, board another boat that came to meet us and was held directly alongside, and then put on new life jackets to finish the journey in that boat! There was lots of nervous laughter, excitement, and a rather pale and serious face on the American fellow! Here is our view of Ross Castle as we neared the end of our wonderful Gap of Dunloe boat trip.

Boat trips, Innisfallen Island, Ross Castle, the Gap of Dunloe, mountains, meadows, lakes and spectacular vistas all around. More reasons to visit Ireland’s wonderful town of Killarney!

Ireland, 2023 – Killarney, too touristy? Or definitely worth a visit?

Bike Fest, Loch Leane, Muckross Abbey, Muckross House, Muckross Traditional Farms, Torc Waterfall

June 2-3, 2023

I enjoyed the scenic four-hour train ride southwest from Dublin to Killarney which is one of Ireland’s most visited towns. I knew to expect lots of tourists in the town but I had not expected the combination of a bank holiday weekend with a popular motorcycle festival (BikeFest) that has been known to draw up to 50,000 people to Killarney for a long weekend of free concerts, a fairground, and a motorcycle parade on the Sunday! Yikes! I arrived on Saturday afternoon, saw lots of bikers around town as I walked to my accommodation, and learned of the festival at the tourist information centre. I decided to stick to my initial plan of first visiting the nearby Killarney House. Killarney House is the visitor and interpretive centre for Killarney National Park which encompasses over 10,000 hectares of mountains, lakes, woodlands and meadows, and which features trails, historical sites, gardens, and museums as well.

I entered the grounds of Killarney House and had a wonderful view across expansive lawns and a distant field towards Loch Leane, also known as Killarney’s Lower Lake (just barely visible as a minuscule dot in the far distance (at the vanishing point)), and the McGillicuddy’s Reeks which are Ireland’s highest mountain range.

In the other direction, I walked along more expansive lawns and then through a small formal garden to arrive at Killarney House which was once the stable block for a grand house on the 137,000 acre Kenmare Estate which is now incorporated into the national park.

Killarney House features a series of fifteen rooms that provide information in a variety of formats about the national park’s many diverse habitats which include ancient oak woodlands and yew woodlands that are among the largest in Western Europe and contain trees that are over a thousand years old. Exhibits also described the human history of the area through the centuries and its impact on the land, as well as conservation efforts that are underway in the park to mitigate some of the damage caused by those activities which include the introduction of invasive species in the 19th century.

After my visit to Killarney House I decided that I would like to have a picnic supper down at the lake so I exited the park, visited a nearby grocery store, and then made my way to a wonderful riverside trail that would lead me several kilometres down to Loch Leane. It was a beautiful walk!

And once I arrived this was my view of Loch Leane with its small islands and the McGillicuddy’s Reeks in the background!

I found a nice spot in the shade under some trees to spread out my picnic and my tourist pamphlets. I had purchased dinner and my next day’s lunch and snacks for less than half the price of a restaurant dinner! The crisps were meant for the following day but of course I couldn’t wait – they were the perfect accompaniment to reading my pamphlets and revising my Killarney plans so as to best avoid the crowds. Happy with my new itinerary (and the crisps!) I explored the lake shore for a while, talked to some fishermen, and asked an American couple to take my photo after I took theirs. It was incredibly beautiful, quiet, and peaceful there and I was very happy with my first afternoon in Killarney.

I followed the river trail back for part of the way and then took a trail that led me across a picturesque meadow and toward the town. There were so many large and incredibly beautiful trees, and I saw a European robin, so pretty! He posed for me nicely and just before I snapped the picture he flew a few feet away to pose again, “No, I look better here”, and then again twice more until he was just a tiny silhouette but I snapped the photo anyways, thrilled to have seen him.

I walked past Killarney’s large St. Mary’s Cathedral, situated at the edge of town,

and then walked along quiet residential streets to my accommodation where I enjoyed some more quiet time in my lovely room and in the small kitchenette where I would help myself to breakfast items in the morning and where I could work on my iPad and have a coffee and biscuits, or heat up a meal, anytime I wished. This was to be my comfortable home for the next three full days in Killarney.

I slept well and woke early on Sunday ready to walk the first eight kilometres of the Kerry Way, from Killarney to Torc Waterfall, while also visiting three of Killarney’s top tourist sites, Muckross Abbey, Muckross House and Gardens, and Muckross Traditional Farms. I figured that many of the bikers and others in town for the festival would be sleeping in late on a Sunday morning and then attending the Motorcycle Parade at 11 a.m. and therefore I could safely stay away from all of the busyness.

There is no official sign in Killarney to mark the start of the Kerry Way built it does start at the beginning of Muckross Road which is also the N71 that is lined with shops, bed and breakfasts, gas stations and small hotels and inns, most of which had very shiny bikes parked in their lots.

It was not yet eight, and the N71 was thankfully still fairly quiet, but it was not the most scenic start to a national trail! I was looking forward to a section, after about two kilometres of road walking, where a gravel path used by horse-drawn jaunting carts would parallel the road, but that section had been turned into a bikers’ campground!

At first there were a lot of tents all in a row, and then a lot of RVs and tents, with a few people just starting to be up and about.

This was a simple yet effective set-up – two bikes, a double air mattress, some blankets and a tarp. What more do you need?

It was really quite fun to see the assemblage of bikes and bikers, but it was also wonderful to arrive at this point where the campsite and inns and hotels ended.

I turned onto the road to Muckross Abbey and later a Kerry Way path that took me through lovely woods,

and there were short offshoot trails that lead me down to the lakeshore more than once for new views of the lake and mountains. It was wonderful!

The path led me from woodland to meadow and then on to Muckross Abbey, a Franciscan Friary founded around 1445 by Donal MacCarthy who was a local chieftain.

I was the only one there and free to roam about the entire large, well-preserved, and beautiful ruins.

There was a small cloister with an amazing yew tree in its centre and I learned from a sign at the entrance to the ruins that yews are often planted in cemeteries and monastic settlements in Ireland.

There were spiral steps that led me up to the second floor where I could wander through various rooms and look down into the cloister, and then more steps that led me into the bell tower for a look way up to its wooden roof.

The monastery was surrounded by a cemetery that was filled with wild roses, red valerian, and green and golden grasses, and the lake and mountains were visible in the distance. I felt very grateful and quite moved by my early morning visit to this very special abbey.

I returned to the Kerry Way path with its lush vegetation, beautiful trees, and ever-changing views of the lake.

Then I reached Muckross House, a 65-room Tudor-style mansion which was built in the years 1839-1843 for the Herbert family. This elegant house is furnished in period style and visitors may tour through many of its rooms at their own pace. The house and its 11,000 acre estate were gifted to the Irish Free State (now the Republic of Ireland) in 1932 and later formed part of Killarney National Park along with the lands gifted from the former Kenmare Estate.

Here are photos of just a few of the upstairs rooms on display – the dining room, billiards room, library, entrance hall, and an elegant bedroom.

And this is the bedroom where Queen Victoria and Prince Albert stayed during their visit to Killarney and Muckross House in 1861.

The tour also includes multiple rooms “downstairs” that were used by the servants to keep the house in tiptop shape and its residents happy! The kitchen was huge and quite beautiful with gorgeous slate floors and gleaming copper pots.

I really enjoyed my visit to Muckross House and I would love to visit it again on a quiet day with nothing else on my agenda in order to more fully take in all of the wonderful antique furnishings and beautiful objects in the home, both upstairs and down.

From Muckross House I proceeded to the Muckross Traditional Farms, completing forgetting to visit the popular Muckross Gardens which are free to everyone. Oh well, yet another reason to return again! The Muckross Traditional Farms feature authentically-built replicas of three separate working farms (small, medium, and large) as they would have typically looked in Ireland in the early 1900s. On view as well are farm animals, traditional farm machinery, a labourer’s cottage, carpenter’s workshop, harness maker’s workshop, a blacksmith’s forge, and a schoolhouse. All of this is set on 71 pastoral acres and is accessed on a pleasant looped walk of 2 km.

The small farm had peat burning in the fireplace with bread baking in a pan above it. A lovely older woman in period dress offered visitors Irish soda bread with butter and answered their questions. A small farm usually would be a holding of about 20 acres with a mix of dairying and tillage.

The medium-sized farm would typically be a holding of 40 to 50 acres and have outbuildings for animals and equipment built in a continuous row parallel to the family home. Here too there was bread and butter on offer and a bit of storytelling as well. The musical instruments and extra seating in the main living area denote this as a “Rambing House” where neighbours would gather for evenings of conversation, storytelling, music and dancing, particularly during the long winter months.

A large farm of about 100 acres would typically have a home and connected outbuildings arranged in a U-shape around a rectangular farmyard. These farms would practice mixed farming with dairying, tillage, and the growing of grain crops such as wheat, barley, and oats.

In the kitchen of this farm a woman was rinsing freshly-made butter, “always three with fresh spring water.” Another woman working there mentioned to a visitor that she was a musician and I asked her if there was a place in Killarney where I could hear traditional music, “not too late in the evening.” She told me of a pub where up to 15 musicians gather on Sundays between 3 and 5, and also that she would be playing there at 8:30 p.m.

I finished my tour of the traditional farms and then carried on with my plan to walk to the Torc Waterfall. The two kilometre walk there from Muckross House, along the lake and through woods and across meadows, was stunning!

What an amazing day! By this time I was definitely getting tired and the bus from Torc Waterfall to Killarney was not due for another 40 minutes so I asked a couple that were heading to their car if they were going to Killarney and if yes could I catch a ride? They kindly said yes and were very happy to hear that I am from Vancouver because their son had moved there in February for a year of work, as many young Irish have been doing, and they had many questions about my fair city. Traffic into and through Killarney was slow, slow, slow, slow with the Bike Fest on so we had a good long chat!

That evening, after a lovely shower, rest, and dinner I roused myself to actually go out for the evening and I am so glad that I did! Sheila, the woman I had met at Muckross Farm, was playing and singing with her sister and another woman and they were fabulous! Fiddle, guitar, pipes, accordion, bodhran drums, and voice, in a crowded bar with an appreciative audience. It was fantastic! I sat with an American couple, an Irish couple, and an older Irish gentleman who was also a musician and singer and Sheila came over and greeted me like a long-lost friend even though we’d only met for five minutes that afternoon! (Shiela is centre in the photo)

So, that was my day, evening, and previous afternoon in Killarney! I think it is quite obvious to anyone who has managed to read through all of the above, rather lengthy post, that Killarney is most definitely worth a visit!