Driving from Cahirciveen to Sneem or somewhere last week, we passed through Waterville. From the main road I could see this derelict building in the distance and was curious to know what it was. So we turned off the road, towards the coast, to get a closer look (because, as you know, I’m nosey like that), and parked the car beside the beautiful sandy beach nearby.
The central block rising into the air gave me the impression that this might once have been a factory or a college, but as we drew nearer it became obvious that it had been a hotel. An avenue, long overgrown, and dotted at the sides with large boulders (such as the one on the right hand side of the photo), led up to the building. Instead of following the avenue all the way though, we opted to cut across the grass to avoid the cattle that were staring, menacingly, at us. Well….they *looked* menacing.
Inside the walls of the Reenroe Hotel
I didn’t venture into the hotel. I had no hard hat and wasn’t particularly in the humour of having falling debris landing on me. As it was, there was no need to go further than the windows, as every bit of glass in the place had been smashed,whether through vandalism, gradual deterioration, or storm damage. Glass littered the floors of the bedrooms and the ground outside. This is the first bedroom we looked into. Green ivy trailed from the window frame into the room, and what was once part of a wardrobe lay flat on the floor. Huge spiders webs stretched across the en-suite, and the sanitary ware was strewn around, both inside and out. Seven years bad luck for whoever broken the mirror, although its demolition could possibly be attributed to the collapsing ceiling.
Bedroom Number Two still had a bed in it, and the wardrobes were still intact, although well worn.
A little bit of varnish and they’ll be grand.
And onto Bedroom Number Three which looks like a fire might have taken place there due to the blackness of the ceiling and walls.
Bedroom Number Four! Complete with carpet (underlay), curtains, mattress and headboard. It even has a phone line.
Back outside, steps led up to the rear of the hotel, and to what was once the leisure centre foyer.
Himself thought the big metal spirally object was some sort of suspended ceiling.
All I know is, whatever it is, it’s dead!
Below is the main foyer of the hotel – swanky or what?
Come in, come in! Take the weight off your feet!
I’ll just fire up the ‘leccy’, which seems to have cut out for some reason…
Erm….on second thoughts, forget about the leccy.
Who needs power?
Have a swim! There’s water in the pool. A bottle of Jif and a big crane and it should be grand.
Seriously though, I’d imagine it was lovely to lounge around in the pool and to look out at the sea.
It’s a fabulous spot.
You’d wonder why a hotel like that ever closed.
About the Reenroe Hotel
It appears that, at one stage, in the late 90s, planning permission was sought for a four star, 120 bedroom hotel and leisure centre at a cost of €30million. One objection halted the development, and it took ten years before planning permission was eventually granted in 2007. Of course it was then that the Celtic Tiger had a bit of a mishap and the economy collapsed. The new hotel was never built, but it doesn’t explain why the existing hotel fell into such disrepair. Presumably it wasn’t doing any business.
The land the hotel sits on is now for sale. In 2010, 110 acres were listed for €150,000. A listing at Property.ie, however, which was updated earlier this year, details 136 acres with the price ‘on application’.
Also on the land is this farmhouse.
A handy little doer-upper.
Whoever buys it will have to dispose of the current hotel and ask the current tenants to ‘moove’ out.
(Photo Credit: Property.ie)