Wild Atlantic Gweedore

01/11/2026

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31/10/2026

The cries of a widowed mother and her daughters once echoed across the mountains of Derryveagh as their home was reduced to rubble. It was April 1861, and the woman was Hanna McAward, one of the first victims of a notorious eviction that would leave an indelible scar on the history of Donegal.

As the roof and walls of her home came crashing down, the widow and her children were left without shelter, facing an uncertain future in the unforgiving landscape of the Derryveagh Mountains.

According to accounts of the terrible events, their cries of anguish carried across the hills. But another story would eventually become attached to this landscape, a tale of a curse laid upon the land and the men who would own it.

The story became known as the Curse of Derryveagh.

Hanna McAward faced her evictors defiantly and said these words as her world and home came crumbling down. 'No man who owned this land would father a child who would inherit it'.

Whether such words were actually spoken in the terrible days of 1861 remains unproven, but the lives of three subsequent owners would give the legend a remarkable afterlife. My Halloween /Samhain blog looks deeper at the curse of Derryveagh! https://wildatlanticgweedore.ie/blog/the-curse-of-derryveagh

31/10/2026

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30/10/2026

There is something special about sitting around with people and sharing the old stories of home. I’ve always loved Donegal’s folklore, particularly those tales that have been passed down through generations, sometimes with a little mystery and a touch of fear thrown in!
During my recent storytelling session at An Chúirt Hotel in Gweedore, I found myself thinking about one such tale, and it inspired my latest blog.
The Fairy Field is a story rooted in local folklore, mystery and the belief that some places are best left undisturbed!
I decided it was a story worth putting down on paper and sharing with a wider audience. You can read it here: https://glassaghpublishing.ie/blog/the-fairy-field
I hope you enjoy it. And perhaps, after reading it, you'll look at some of those familiar fields around Donegal a little differently!

There are fields in Donegal where nothing grows as it should. Places where cattle refuse to graze, where dogs whine at empty corners, and where the wind sometimes stops so suddenly that the silence feels unnatural.

25/10/2026

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