The Wild Atlantic Way – Lough Chonaill Railway Walk


“Walking is a man’s best medicine.”


The Lough Chonaill Railway Walk is just over a mile from my home, and covers 1.1 km of the route which The Lough Swilly Railway Company used to transport fish and other goods from the village of Burtonport to the city of Derry, from 1903 to 1940.


The shores of Lough Chonaill

Being a watery Piscean, I love walking alongside water, and this walk certainly lifted my spirits with an abundance of beautiful subjects to photograph.


 Shadows on the Water


Abstract Patterns


Rock Formations 


Gorse Flowering along the Path


The Far End of the Lough


The Journey Back

The Lough Chonaill Railway Walk is just one of many walking initiatives in Donegal. It is well worth paying it a visit.


  1. Glad to hear you’re back on the road! Love the photos, love gorse – we used to have some by the gate but had to take it out as it bring about an asthma attack in my daughter when she came home from school. It reminded me of my childhood home near the river where lots of gorse bushes grew. Such a beautiful bright yellow.

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  2. So happy to read that you are back on your walks and this one is just so breathtaking, I am a watery Piscean too, so no wonder all the scenery just called out to me. Really so beautiful, especially the pathways, I really loved looking at your photographs and could actually imagine myself there with you as you told me about the lovely things along the way. Be blessed sweetie!

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  3. What a wonderfully inspiring part of the world you live in Brigid… to be so close to such a wonderful walk must be exhilarating and I’m so glad you’re starting to feel well enough to enjoy it once more.. xx Love the photo’s too!

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  4. Lovely post Brigid, maybe one day.
    Not really had much tim to read your book bug the lovely paperback version is now at the side of my bed. Hope fully this will be the carrot to encourage me to have that earlier before bed wind down time and READ.
    One of the similarities in your story is how you were expected to carry on & perform at school after your mother’s death. In my situation it was mum’s sudden illness and later dad’s. I don’t think the convent ever knew it being a large town grammar school 8 miles from my home village.
    My dad visited on his Saturday day off catching two buses & our neighbour kept an eye on my younger brother and I. Children visiting for 11 weeks was out of the question in 1967, early week’s may not have been a bad thing in later weeks would have helped.
    I will write that book Brigid! Thanks 🌻

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  5. My daughter did a research project in high school that required lots of traipsing around in nature. It was more desert than this but has become one of my beloved memories. All that time in this wonderful natural world.

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