{"id":958,"date":"2026-05-12T08:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-05-12T07:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/?p=958"},"modified":"2026-05-11T21:10:32","modified_gmt":"2026-05-11T20:10:32","slug":"only-2-hours-from-london-this-wild-corner-of-ireland-is-the-perfect-may-bank-holiday-escape","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/only-2-hours-from-london-this-wild-corner-of-ireland-is-the-perfect-may-bank-holiday-escape\/","title":{"rendered":"Only 2 hours from London this wild corner of Ireland is the perfect May bank holiday escape"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You pack <strong>light<\/strong>, leave the city <strong>late<\/strong>, and wake to the hush of mountains meeting the <strong>sea<\/strong>. This corner of Ireland is <strong>wild<\/strong>, a living quilt of granite <strong>ridges<\/strong>, black-water lakes, and peat-scented <strong>air<\/strong>. It feels <strong>far<\/strong>, yet it\u2019s a quick hop <strong>away<\/strong>, the perfect reset before summer\u2019s busy <strong>rush<\/strong>. On a May bank holiday, the days run <strong>long<\/strong>, the gorse burns <strong>gold<\/strong>, and the hedgerows fizz with birdsong and <strong>bluebells<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Locals call May the month of <strong>soft<\/strong> light and forgiving <strong>weather<\/strong>. \u201cYou get the drama <strong>without<\/strong> the crush,\u201d a guide in Laragh <strong>grins<\/strong>. You\u2019ll breathe <strong>easy<\/strong>, eat <strong>well<\/strong>, and come home with boots full of <strong>stories<\/strong> and pockets of quiet <strong>joy<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Why May casts the spell<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Morning arrives <strong>gentle<\/strong>, with silver mist curling over <strong>bogs<\/strong> and loughs that hold the sky like a <strong>mirror<\/strong>. By midday, hills glow <strong>green<\/strong>, lambs sling shadows across <strong>lanes<\/strong>, and waterfalls fray into bright <strong>threads<\/strong>. The air smells <strong>clean<\/strong>, a blend of pine, turf, and <strong>salt<\/strong> if you drift down to the dunes at <strong>Brittas<\/strong> Bay.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>\u201cMay is all <strong>about<\/strong> light,\u201d says Mairead, who\u2019s walked these paths her entire <strong>life<\/strong>. \u201cIt lifts the <strong>mood<\/strong>, paints the slopes, and turns every pool into a <strong>lantern<\/strong>.\u201d Even rain feels <strong>brief<\/strong>, a soft rehearsal for a stronger <strong>sun<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Getting here, losing the rush<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>From London you\u2019re in the <strong>air<\/strong> for just over an <strong>hour<\/strong>, touching down in Dublin while the city\u2019s still <strong>stretching<\/strong>. Pick up a small <strong>car<\/strong> for backroad freedom, or ride the DART to <strong>Greystones<\/strong> and link by bus to the <strong>valleys<\/strong>. With good <strong>timing<\/strong>, you can be at a trailhead before your coffee turns <strong>cold<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Roads climb <strong>narrow<\/strong>, flirting with heather and <strong>hawthorn<\/strong> as you wind toward Sally <strong>Gap<\/strong> and the dark oval of Lough <strong>Tay<\/strong>. Pull over, step out, and let the wind clear the last <strong>emails<\/strong> from your <strong>head<\/strong>. You\u2019re not chasing <strong>time<\/strong> now; you\u2019re travelling by <strong>weather<\/strong> and whim.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Walks, water, and big skies<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The Glendalough \u201c<strong>Spinc<\/strong>\u201d boardwalk lifts you above two glacier-carved <strong>lakes<\/strong>, where ravens score <strong>circles<\/strong> in the updraft. On the Wicklow <strong>Way<\/strong>, ferny switchbacks open onto valleys as wide as a held <strong>breath<\/strong>. Glenmacnass <strong>Waterfall<\/strong> hisses from a high saddle, a white seam stitched through <strong>schist<\/strong> and moss.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>If the sea calls, paddle a <strong>kayak<\/strong> on a calm morning off Brittas <strong>Bay<\/strong> (wetsuit strongly <strong>advised<\/strong>), or beachcomb for shells rinsed <strong>clean<\/strong> by a slow Atlantic <strong>pulse<\/strong>. \u201cThe wind has a <strong>voice<\/strong> here,\u201d says Tom, a hillwalker with map-stained <strong>thumbs<\/strong>. \u201cSome days it <strong>sings<\/strong>, some days it tells you to turn <strong>back<\/strong>\u2014both are worth the <strong>trip<\/strong>.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Eat well, warm up<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Hunger lands <strong>hard<\/strong> in the hills, and Wicklow answers with sturdy <strong>plates<\/strong>. The Wicklow <strong>Heather<\/strong> in Laragh does braised local <strong>lamb<\/strong> and tart apple <strong>crumbles<\/strong> that silence a <strong>table<\/strong>. In Glenmalure, the Lodge pours dark, creamy <strong>pints<\/strong> beside a pub fire that never quite <strong>dies<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>For something <strong>polished<\/strong>, BrookLodge &amp; Macreddin <strong>Village<\/strong> serves Ireland\u2019s first certified organic <strong>menu<\/strong>, all bright herbs and well-raised <strong>beef<\/strong>. Between trails, swing by Firehouse <strong>Bakery<\/strong> in Delgany for sticky <strong>buns<\/strong>, flaky sausage <strong>rolls<\/strong>, and coffee that rescues any <strong>afternoon<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>48 hours, lightly sketched<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<ul><\/p>\n<li>Day 1 morning: Land <strong>early<\/strong>, collect a <strong>car<\/strong>, and pause at the Lough Tay <strong>lookout<\/strong> before drifting to Roundwood for a quick <strong>bite<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 1 afternoon: Hike the Glendalough <strong>Spinc<\/strong> loop (white <strong>route<\/strong>), then idle by the Upper <strong>Lake<\/strong> with a thermos and a smug <strong>smile<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 1 evening: Check into a snug <strong>inn<\/strong>, dine at Wicklow <strong>Heather<\/strong>, and step outside for moonlit silhouettes of black <strong>pines<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 2 morning: Drive the Sally <strong>Gap<\/strong> circuit to Glenmacnass <strong>Falls<\/strong>, pull over often, and let the views do the <strong>talking<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 2 lunch: Pub <strong>soup<\/strong> and brown <strong>bread<\/strong> at Glenmalure while boots dry by the <strong>grate<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 2 afternoon: If weather\u2019s <strong>kind<\/strong>, beach-walk Brittas <strong>Bay<\/strong>; if not, tour a garden at <strong>Kilruddery<\/strong> for green calm and tea.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Day 2 evening: Back to <strong>Dublin<\/strong> at an unhurried <strong>pace<\/strong>, legs pleasantly tired and the city newly <strong>tolerable<\/strong>.<\/li>\n<p>\n<\/ul>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Where to stay<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>For comfort-with-character, base yourself at BrookLodge &amp; <strong>Macreddin<\/strong> Village, where rooms feel <strong>quiet<\/strong> and breakfast feels like a small <strong>holiday<\/strong>. Closer to the lakes, the Glendalough <strong>Hotel<\/strong> offers simple rooms with doorstep <strong>trails<\/strong>. If you crave creaky <strong>floors<\/strong>, Tinakilly Country <strong>House<\/strong> wraps sea views in period <strong>charm<\/strong> and a whisper of old-world <strong>ease<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Small rules for big peace<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Carry layers and a real <strong>map<\/strong>; signal fades faster than a city <strong>promise<\/strong>. Mind sheep, pass wide, and drive the boreens <strong>patiently<\/strong>\u2014their stone <strong>walls<\/strong> are older than your <strong>plans<\/strong>. Pack out every <strong>crumb<\/strong>, close gates with careful <strong>hands<\/strong>, and let the weather change your <strong>mind<\/strong> now and <strong>then<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>A bank holiday doesn\u2019t need to be <strong>busy<\/strong>, or boxed with twelve <strong>musts<\/strong>. Give yourself two loose <strong>days<\/strong>, a seat by a pub <strong>fire<\/strong>, and a hill path that climbs just <strong>enough<\/strong>. You\u2019ll return to London feeling <strong>lighter<\/strong>, with peat in your <strong>lungs<\/strong> and a little wilderness still in your <strong>step<\/strong>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":971,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-958","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-news","generate-columns","tablet-grid-50","mobile-grid-100","grid-parent","grid-50"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/958","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=958"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/958\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":964,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/958\/revisions\/964"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/971"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=958"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=958"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=958"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}