Going up Doon Hill
Yesterday, 1st December, was a lovely crisp, winter day so we decided to go for a walk in the Trossachs. We drove to Aberfoyle, less than 30 miles from Glasgow, and followed the trail to Doon Hill, home of the fairies. Allegedly.
The minister in Aberfoyle between 1685 and 1692 was Reverend Robert Kirk who had a strong interest in local folklore and wrote a famous book telling the secrets of the fairies. Doon Hill is the site of their revenge. The fairies were so cross with Kirk’s revelations that they kidnapped him and encased his soul in the pine tree at the top of the hill.
People sometimes leave offerings to the fairies in the form of clouties (cloths) in the hope that, as the cloutie rots, the illness or misfortune affecting the person on whose behalf it was placed will also vanish. It’s a few years since we did this walk, and it seems from the new trail notice, that some people aren’t quite getting the concept and are leaving non-biodegradable items which are never going to rot.
Something else that was new to us were the fairy houses, carved from tree stumps, on the way up the slope. Lots of offerings here.
On the other hand, the top of the hill seems to have been cleared quite considerably. We remembered the surrounding oaks all being decorated and bells tinkling in the breeze. Even if you don’t believe in the fairies, that made it quite a haunting place. Now, the offerings are largely confined to the central Scots pine, home to Rev Kirk’s soul. Or not.
After descending Doon Hill, the path took us through woodland, following the River Forth for a while, before returning to Aberfoyle. The frosty trees and the late afternoon light were wonderfully atmospheric.
It’s a while since I’ve linked up with Jo’s Monday Walk. If I’ve made you feel cold, I suggest you hop over there immediately for a warm in some Portuguese sun.



We have a local park with fairy houses in the big trees along the trail. However, no offerings to the fairies — Canadians don’t have this tradition, I think.
Jude
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Canadians are possibly more sensible!
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Frosty but wonderful! I have loved all of your shots😍
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Thank you, Flavia!
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You are very welcome Anabel ☺️😘
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The frosty tree photos look like you could have been in one of the Scandinavian countries. I love the fairy doors and all the colourful offerings 🙂
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It was all very pretty, better than the wet murk we’ve had since!
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What a fun place to visit, although I’d be wary of making any disparaging comments about fairies while I was there.
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Oh, we were very careful!
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Love those frosty photos! Though I’m quite glad not to experience the cold temps. 😉
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I’d rather go back to that cold dry snap than have the wet gloom we have right now!
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Wet gloom is so depressing! That’s my abiding memory of London weather (I lived there 15 years) but I have many sunny photos so it can’t have been all bad! I hope your spell passes soon.
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Not yet … but fingers crossed!
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A good reminder to only wear biodegradable clouties! The fairy houses are a delight and the landscapes beautiful. Thankfully we have John’s beautiful smile to warm our hearts in the winter’s chill.
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I thought of you when I slipped the smile in!
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I love the fairy doors! If it’s the kind of atmosphere where you think you might actually run into some fairies, all the better!
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It wasn’t quite this time! It was more eerie when you could hear bells tinkling before you saw them.
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Oooo – I’ve never been on a walk that involved fairy houses and lore about revengeful fairies! 🙂
It is sad though that this fairy territory seems to be dwindling.
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I expect they are thriving in their kingdom beneath the tree!
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Glad the faeries didn’t spirit you away . . . what a glorious walk.
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No – still here! Lived to tell the tale another day.
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What a cool walk (literally and figuratively). The part about the fairies is very intriguing. I would totally leave an offering!
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Not cool, so much as freezing! We didn’t leave an offering, I hope no harm befalls us for not appeasing the fairies 😉.
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Brrrr! Yes, you gave me a chill, but it’s quite lovely scenery. Did the fairies offer Rev Kirk a way to release himself from his imprisonment?
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I believe he is still there, Eileen, mediating between their world and ours!
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Hope he’s happy!
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What a beautiful walk! I haven’t heard too much about fairies before, so it was fun to read about their legend and to see the offerings that are being left (hopefully, people will get the message about sticking to biodegradable offerings!) Thanks for sharing this Anabel!
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I hope so too! But those ribbons all looked very synthetic to me.
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How magical in so many ways. I love the frosty trees and the fairy offerings (which remind me of offerings left along the Camino). What fun all around. 🙂
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I hadn’t thought of the Camino offerings, but they are similar in a way. Religion and magic have a certain crossover!
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I agree! 🙂
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It is beautiful. I love the fairies house.
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They are very sweet!
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I am going crazy at work and issues with the changeover in computers have left me without getting to my blog. It has been chaos at work and so tired. Regardless, love your beautiful pictures which does look fairy like. I love the fairy home and how people made it look so good. Sad that some leave plastics or other crap around.
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Sorry to hear things are not going so well, but glad you like the fairies!
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Hi Anabel – gorgeous story from your Doon part of the world … we have them here too – but of course spelt Down … and we go up them all the time – cannot leave Eastbourne without rising up and out.
Your photos are delightful – atmospheric and beautiful to see … cheers Hilary
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Thanks Hilary. It’s a real up and doon story!
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What a lovely day. I am a sucker for folklore stories. This one reminded me of the Huldufolk of Iceland.
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Don’t know that one! Shall have to investigate. Iceland is another place still on the list.
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https://apetcher.wordpress.com/2017/02/02/elves-and-huldufolk-of-iceland/
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Goodness, they do take it seriously!
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What a glorious winter day! And, look at you, Anabel… you went for a beautiful walk and the following day, you already blogged about it! Chapeau… 🙂
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Ha ha, Liesbet, the only reason I did that is that I had nothing else ready and I knew it would be quick! Things might have to go quiet for a bit now …
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Love those fairy houses. John looks well wrapped up against the cold. ⛄️
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He had to be, it never got up to 0C all afternoon! It’s “warmer” now, but of course that brings back the rain.
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I can’t believe that’s a hill I’ve never been up before yet so close to where I live. I have heard of the story and it reminds me strongly of the film The Spiderwick Chronicles and the folk song Tam Lin, also set in Scotland.
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It’s a nice, short walk, Bob. Perfect for a winter afternoon when it gets dark so early.
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I love fairies and their hideout looks perfect to me, though I imagine with all that frosty weather they may well be spending the winter in the Algarve with Jo!
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Oh yes, that would be the sensible option!
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Cold and frosty mornings – the best days of winter
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Yes, better than murky and damp, definitely!
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That’s a great-looking warm coat John has on! 🙂 🙂 Much needed, I’m sure, but aren’t these photos beautiful, Anabel? Love the fairies idea. They’ll have little frosty wands 🙂 Many thanks, hon!
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Never thought of the little frosty wands! I think they were more likely to be inside their cosy tree trunks 😉.
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That was my first thought 🙂 🙂
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Beautiful frosty pictures. The perfect day for a fairy walk. 🙂
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Even more perfect if we’d seen any of the little stamps, but of course they were all hiding indoors!
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Gorgeous photos. I love the little fairy doors!
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They are rather cute!
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I love your photos but it looks cold. It is interesting that lots of other cultures leave cloths to rot to heal illnesses. I have seen it in Greece.
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It was below 0C all day! Interesting how the same stories and traditions grow up in different cultures.
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That looks beautiful. It brings to mind a library joke that I still believe in 398.2. Also, there must be two Doon Hills in Scotland as there is also one in East Lothian.
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When I was a very young librarian I used to do story exercises for school kids with Dewey numbers replacing some of the words so they had to find them in the library. I included as many 398.2s, 130s and the like as possible!
There could well be even more Doon Hills since Scotland seems very good at duplicate names, I think probably because they are largely based on Gaelic descriptions. And Loch Doon which I featured a few weeks ago is not near any Doon Hill!
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Coming from a land that also believes in fairies I quite believe in yours. My grandfather was cursed by having two fairy trees right in the middle of good land which meant he lost some good ground as he had to give them a wide berth when ploughing the field otherwise, the fairies could have worked havoc with the harvest. I went twice on a “hunt the Leprachaun” trek at Carlingford which was great fun. I never caught one but I had my fortune told umpteen times, was blessed by a fake holy man, and almost learned to love Guinness!
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Oh my, you’d be right at home on Doon Hill then! Or at least your grandfather would be. I know what you mean about almost loving Guinness, that’s pretty much how I feel. I’m not quite there.
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The frost is indeed quite lovely. Nice series about the fairies… (Suzanne)
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Not quite sure I believe the story – but you never know!
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