Glendalough Ruins and Lakes

Back in March, and again the beginning of June, I decided that I needed to get out of the city and go see a bit more of Ireland. I had heard many lovely things about a place called “Glenda-lock”, which is situated in the Wicklow mountains. I have to say that after taking a friend there in March, I had to return in June (when the weather was better) and take my mom and a bunch of photographs.

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(Sunset at the Upper Lake at Glendalough)

Glendalough (Irish: Gleann Dá Loch, meaning “Glen of Two Lakes”) is one of the most visited places in Ireland. It’s located in the Wicklow Mountains National Park and has lots of walks and trails. The Glendalough Valley was carved out by glaciers during the Ice Age and the two lakes, from which Glendalough gets its name, were formed when the ice eventually thawed.

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(House ruins with foggy mountain in the background)

It is also renowned for its Early Medieval monastic settlement founded in the 6th century by St Kevin, a hermit priest (now in ruins). Kevin was born to one of the ruling families of Leinster, and studed under several early Christian leaders. During this time, he went to Glendalough and was enchanted by its beauty.

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(St. Kevin’s Cell)

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(Looking through the interior of St. Kevin’s Cell)

Shortly later, St. Kevin returned with several monks to found a monestary. As his fame spread, the settlement grew. Kevin died in 618, but the settlement continued for nearly 600 years – surviving through Viking Raids and deaths of many Abbots. In 1398, English troops finally invaded and destroyed the peaceful monestary for good.

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(Cemetery with 30 meter high Round tower to watch for raiders – Lower lake of Glendalough)

Since then, the place has remained one of pilgrimage, and I can see why as it’s one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. It’s mentioned in many manuscripts and there are remnants of cemeteries, workshops, guest houses, infirmaries, farm buildings and dwellings all over the upper and lower lakes. Most of the buildings that exist today are from the 10th and 12th centuries.

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(St. Kevin’s church)

For More information, please see http://www.glendalough.ie/heritage_of_glendalough.php

For more pictures of my trips there, please see my flickr set.

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Powerscourt Estate and Gardens Day Trip

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In the end of May, my mom and step dad came to Ireland to visit. We took several day trips about the area and had a really great time seeing each other. On May 31, mom and I went to Powerscourt Estate and Gardens because I had a discount ticket for the bus trip down which included the entry.

Bus tour with a long winded guide...
(me and mom on the upper deck of the bus – don’t we look happy)

Powerscourt is situated in the Wicklow mountains about 35 minutes south of Dublin, and was originally built as a country castle estate around 1300 by Baron La Poer (Anglocised to Powers). The castle’s position was of strategic military importance, in that the castle’s owner could control access to the nearby Dargle, Glencree and Glencullen rivers. The original home built here was 3 stories and had some 68 rooms. Over time, the castle changed hands many times.

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In the 1700’s, the castle was remodeled to have the current palace built around the remnants of the castle which had been gutted by fire. In the 1800’s, the house underwent renovations to “modernize” the estate. Mervyn Wingfield, seventh Viscount Powerscourt, decided that the grounds needed redone as well.

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He had the grounds were laid out include a walled garden (above), tower valley (with stone tower – below),

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fish pond, grottoes,

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(Grotto looking into the Japanese Gardens)

and terraces – all of which were said to have been inspired by a visit to Versailles. A century later, the Japanese garden

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and a pet cemetery (below)was added. The entire parkland was completed around 1880.

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Today, the home is a tourist attraction, has a 18 hole golf course, a beautiful waterfall, and even has a Ritz Carlton hotel nearby commanding some of the best views of the mountains.

More information about the Powerscourt House & Gardens can be found at:

www.powerscourt.ie

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For more pictures from the gardens, please see my flickr site here.

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Brocken Harz Mountains for Valentine’s Day

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I’m doing a bit of catchup this week on images that really should have been edited and posted by now, but drama at work and in my personal life have been taking their toll. Let’s just say on that front – that there’s been alot of stress, and I’m not going to Dublin, unless I find something else to do (don’t know what that’ll be but pray for me that it all works out for the best, please). At any rate, this weekend, after a couple of days off / out I’m sure I’ll be feeling a bit better, and trying to catch up on my several THOUSAND image backlog. I know that I have a ton of ones from London to get through (unfortunately, one of the SD cards is completely corrupted and I’ve been trying to get them back for a couple weeks) but for now, here’s a few I got put up this week.

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This is Brocken, in the Winter. (The blue is the filter / processing I was using because of the cold and brightness.) (A larger size of the panorama can be seen here) It’s the highest point in Northern Germany, and this winter was particularly harsh. The result was that the very top of the peak had over 2 meters (about 8 foot) of snow. The hard part about this trip was that Michael and I had been trying to go up here in the winter since last summer – but we wanted to go when the weather was relatively good and while there was snow on the ground so we could take the dog for a big ‘day out’. For Several weekends through January and into the first week of February, the weather just was too bad (not to mention dangerous) to even think of going up to the mountain and coming back down on foot.

The irony here is that when the weather finally cleared up enough to go – it was Valentine’s Day. We’re both single people, so it was sort of amusing that this is the day we decided to go (Notice the Irony of the name “Brocken” sounding very similar to Broken when pronounced, and it’s in the Harz – heart – mountains?) but we had a great time. It’s about an hour and a half to a two hour drive over to the base town – where we can catch a narrow old-fashioned steam train. It was running late, however, so after a little hike up a hill to the top, we had time for breakfast at the station house – and paused for a few photos while we waited:

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The Station Master’s House (all snowed in with icicles)

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Me & Rids, bundled up and waiting on the train

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The Train Tracks & Trees

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Steam Engine going the opposite way from the one we wanted

Finally – Our train Arrived – for a 20 minute ride to the top….everyone’s bundled up for winter, and several have skiis and sleds to ride down on:
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We passed lots of neat things – Cross Country Skiiers (on the trail we’d be coming down on):
Cross Country Skier


And signs that were so coated in Hoarfrost and steam that you couldn’t even guess what they were:
Stop sign Hoarfrost

Once we got up to the top, however, and off the train, I can honestly say that both Michael and I were impressed with how deep the snow was – Cut straight through like this (on either side of the train tracks) you could really be amazed. (Michael, below, is 6 foot 2 inches tall for some idea of how high this was)

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Over Micha's Head....

Once we were done being fascinated with the depth of the snow, I took a few pictures of the weather station, observatory, and radio tower at the top (the weather was starting to turn a bit foggy/snowy)

Brocken Weather station, Radio tower, Observatory

and we began our descent on foot. The strange thing about the descent wasn’t the trudging through the snow

The Walk/Slide Downwards

— it was that I kept seeing Yeti all around me – Here’s an entire hurd of them:

Trees? What Trees?  I see a troop of Abominable Snowmen.

And Yet here’s another bunch:

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Finally it dawned, on me – these were the trees, covered in hoarfrost, ice, and snow and bent over into all kind of crazy shapes.

Overall, the walk was great – (minus a little twisted ankle and fall on my bum which seems to have bruised my tailbone)

Big Snow Country

and even my dog (Riddick SnowBeard) seems to have enjoyed it

Riddick - Snow beard

You can see more photos from Brocken from this trip (and the Fall of 2006) here, and in Michael’s set – here. Special thanks to Michael who drove!

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