Maybe it's because I just watched the movie Eat, Pray, Love, or because I was on day 12 of being completely alone, or because I hit this place on the sunniest 5 days Ireland has ever had...but the Wicklow Mountains were really something special.
It started out a little rough when I had to hike about 2 miles in from the closest bus stop to get to my hostel. With all my stuff. Uphill both ways. In the snow. Only kidding, but it felt like it. Why didn't I pack lighter?! Why did I hoard food at my last stop so I had an extra bag?! And why didn't I choose the option to call a taxi?! This was one of the few times in the past couple months where I wish I would have been with someone else for the sheer entertainment. I was a sight to see. I'm sure all the people whizzing by in their Audis and Land Rovers got a good chuckle out of me struggling down this long long driveway. It was straight out of a movie. Even the sheep and horses on the side of the road were chuckling. But luckily, after about 45 minutes of walking I made it into the hostel and enjoyed incredible views of the mountains and amazing weather the whole time.
Now when I say mountains - they aren't like Colorado mountains, they are more like rolling hills. But they are still spectacular nonetheless. I really had zero expectations coming to this place as it had not been in my original plans and I had done no research. My Airbnb host, as well as a fellow workawayer, had said it would be a good place to visit (and the hostel here had availability). It was actually quite freeing not to plan anything and just figure it out when I got there (difficult for this type A planner). Much to my delight, the area was stunning. Bright greens, all a different shade, like a patchwork quilt stretched as far as the eye could see. And the gorse shrub was in full bloom, producing tons and tons of bright yellow patches throughout the hills. Not only was my comedic hike and bag situation straight out of a movie, but so was the landscape. And my hostel was right in the middle of it. The hostel, a converted 18th century farmhouse, overlooked the beautiful and serene Glencree Valley.
My first afternoon at the hostel I hiked a portion of the Wicklow Way trail (an 81 mile trail that stretches through these mountains north to south) to get a view of the Powerscourt Waterfall. It was downright hot this day. The hike provided a breathtaking view of the valley and waterfall, with the park below filled with hundreds of pale bodies soaking up the sun.
I read a little about the Powerscourt Gardens nearby and found online that they were actually ranked the 3rd best garden in the world - so, I thought I had better check them out. The next morning I walked into town and headed to the gardens. What a beautiful property. Sitting on over 1,000 acres, Powerscourt has two golf courses, 47 acres of gardens and Ireland's highest waterfall. Walking up to the gardens you first walk past the Hotel and Spa (a little out of my price range) and then next to the golf courses. The Powerscourt House looked like a castle. I was surprised to learn that it had actually been built in 1996 after the original house had burned to the ground in the 1970s and then had sat untouched for over 20 years. I would have never guessed the property was that new, as the architecture and features were created to look as its original which was built in 1741. Inside there were shops and restaurants with Irish inspired art and design. I spent just as much time looking around inside as I did looking at the gardens outside! The gardens themselves were stunning with influences, plants, sculptures, flowers, and trees from all over the world. I couldn't believe when they said that only six gardeners full time take care of the property. It seems like so much work! I can't keep a succulent alive, let alone an entire and complex garden.
I ended up hiking the next day along the Wicklow Way again, and made it to what they call Guinness Lake. Another property owned by the Guinness family (I'm starting to think they own most of Ireland....), it was an estate that backed up to a dark lake. Apparently, they thought the color of the lake was similar to a Guinness, so they imported a light colored sand for the beach from Egypt - making it truly look like a pint of Guinness.
My last full day in paradise I decided to head to the coast, and walk the Bray to Greystones walk that goes along the coast line and cliffs. The walk was nice and flat (thank goodness!) and I got to the cute town of Greystones. A woman I had met in the hostel the night before suggested I go to the Happy Pear for lunch, and I'm so glad she did. That was maybe the highlight of the whole day! This organic cafe had the most amazing food selection and such good quality food. After eating I headed back along the coast to soak in more of the coastline and the sun.
After a great five day stay, the hostel owner knew me by name and I got a hug goodbye from the bus driver who helped me navigate my way (and my bags) back to Dublin. I mean seriously, these people are so friendly!
Highlights:
- The weather! Not a drop of rain and zero wind - I am thanking my lucky stars as I write this and it's raining outside. And will be for the next week.
- Hiking and being in nature! What a great five days. I ended up walking 40+ miles during my time here. No wonder my dogs are barking.
- Powerscourt Gardens and House - if you have the chance to go here, definitely do it!
- Bray to Greystones walk - a beautiful hike along the coastline - and the Happy Pear for lunch!
Lessons Learned:
- A kilometer is a .62 of a mile. An important conversion to know.
- Even though they are speaking English sometimes I can't understand a word these people are saying.
- I have definitely started talking to myself. A lot.
- I can get sunburned even in Ireland. It happened twice this week.
- There are a lot of gingers here. And I learned that it is ultimately due to the lack of sunlight and it has something to do with how their bodies process vitamin D! Whoa!
Looking forward to more Irish adventures with my friend Amanda, who arrives Sunday! Thanks for reading!
Part of the Wicklow Way.
The town of Bray from the Cliff Walk.
The beautiful yellows and greens.