Connemara has long been regarded as the real emerald of Ireland.This natural terrain and unspoilt environment offers the visitor a wonderland of sights, experiences, activities and adventure. The people are warm, friendly and extend a hospitality which is the essence of Ireland and the famed and increasingly hard to find "Failte Ui Ceallaigh".

The beautiful spring flowers, buds on the trees, newborn lambs dancing on the hills and the call of the cuckoo all make spring time a very special and magical time in Connemara.

There is no more magical location to enjoy long sunny summer days. The smell of freshly cut hay. Bringing home the turf on a warm hazy evening to the chorus of a million birds. Take a nap on bog cotton with a quilt of purple purple heather.Share a beach with someone special and watch the sun melt into the western sea.

In autumn Connemara stages its finest show. The countryside puts on a different multicoloured cloak every day. On mellow autumn days the colours change and blend with chaotic abandon whilst shadows sweep and flit across the hills and valleys in mysterious and magical confusion.

In winter Connemara is at its most personal and majestic. To watch Atlantic storms relentlessly pounding on Connemara`s shores, frothing in frustrated failure. The winter sun, depressed but brillant, as it reflects off the frozen white hills.Let the magic of a turf fire massage your senses.