Girly road trip: Benmore gardens

Sometimes you don’t need to put much effort into standing out from the crowd. When visiting a vast, wooded estate in Scotland, with forests and gardens, many visitors opt for sensible footwear, waterproof trousers, and warm jackets. I… did not.

Eh… whatcha gonna do, huh?

Benmore Gardens isn’t really on the way to anywhere, and it’s not an obvious destination in itself, unless you’re a completionist for visiting places around the country. It’s up in the hills of Argyll, which you can sort-of, kind-of glimpse from the Firth of Clyde on a good day.

Touching nuts?

As with any vast estate (this one’s 120 acres), you can guarantee it was never established by people being nice (in the 19th century it was bought by a slaveowner who’d made money off Caribbean sugar plantations). In the 20th century, though, it ended up becoming a western outpost of Edinburgh’s Royal Botanic Gardens, who look after it these days (same with Logan Botanics, where I’ve also been!).

These gates aren’t to keep me out; they’re to keep you trapped in here with me.

My way of standing out from the crowds here was a favourite of mine: a stretchy Black Milk galaxy-pattern dress. It didn’t seem – OK, it absolutely wasn’t – the most practical thing to wear, given the chilly, damp start when we arrived. But the day warmed up and after climbing up the hillsides I was glad of the boob window providing a bit of fresh air…

This gate marks the entrance to the Japanese-themed trees and I have to be honest, I couldn’t tell the difference…

There’s a lot to explore here, with sections dedicated to trees from around the world. My complete ignorance of arborial matters meant that as far as I was concerned, I was moving from one area of greenery and shrubs to another area of greenery and shrubs. I’m a city gal; what do I know?

I made sure to stay on the beaten path.

Walk around long enough and you’ll probably find a fernery, which had once fallen into disrepair before being fixed up in recent years. (You can walk about with a map if you like, but sometimes it’s more fun just to get lost and take wild guesses. I like to think this is good for the imagination.)

Is this the real life? Is this just fern-tasy?

Between the low, flat gardens, avenues of trees, curious decorations, hills to climb (and scenic views), Benmore provides enough variety to justify driving out for a visit.

Just make sure you dress properly…

I touched it; it’s mine.
In which I move from single-entendres to zero-entendres. This is an entendre singularity where subtlety breaks down completely and never escapes. Not proud of this; yet I’m not ashamed either.
Getting informal in the Formal Gardens…
The sundial: I tried dialling, but I kept getting the ‘line disengaged’ tone…

6 thoughts on “Girly road trip: Benmore gardens

  1. Lynn Jones says:

    “When visiting a vast, wooded estate in Scotland, with forests…”

    Not forgetting a litre of midge repellent. Or, a friend who’s irresistible to the invisible vampires! 😉

    Still, more chance of seeing the sundial work than the one in Aberdeen 🙂

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