The Path to Bryn Celli Ddu

Walking in the Footsteps of Ancestors

Insects and wild flora flourish in the hedgerows of hawthorn and malus that border the well-trodden trail. The air is alive with movement—the soft rustle of wings, the song of the thrush, and the sharp, confident call of the small yet mighty wren.

This is the path of the druids, the way our ancestors once walked.

After a time, a sharp left turn brings you to the magical waters of the River Braint. Rising near Pentraeth, she winds her way across Anglesey until she meets the sea at Dwyran, where the Irish Sea and the Menai Strait merge as one.

The path continues beneath the shade of leafy oaks, the high hawthorn hedges now closing in on either side. Their green, thorned branches guide you along a long, straight incline. Ahead, it seems the way is blocked—just a wall of dense thicket and foliage. But at the very end, a hidden turn to the right reveals an open sky. A raven calls overhead.

There, standing timeless upon the land, is the chamber of Bryn Celli Ddu—the Dark Grove. This ancient passage tomb, older even than the great pyramids of Giza, is rooted deep in both earth and history, connecting us to the people who came before.

On the dawn of the summer solstice, the rising sun sends its first rays directly into the tomb, illuminating its inner chamber. It is a place of alignment, intention, and deep mystery.

Not far from the grounds of Plas Newydd and the shores of the Menai Strait, Bryn Celli Ddu remains one of Anglesey’s most sacred and enduring places—a reminder that the land remembers, even when we forget.