The Secrets and Mysteries of Kilmartin Glen



Looking south along Kilmartin Glen from Kilmartin Churchyard

In a churchyard in the village of Kilmartin, Argyll stand some of the oldest carved gravestones in Scotland. Intricate patterns chiselled on slabs of rock 800 years ago provide subtle clues about those long departed and give death a sense of poignancy. Standing by these ancient stones and gazing across the landscape of Kilmartin Glen it is evident that carving stones and marking the landscape is an inherent part of this special place. Journey through the mists of this glen and you will travel through time to prehistory and the birth of a nation.

Long after the glaciers of the ice age that carved the valley had receded, Kilmartin Glen gradually became a fertile place with a tapestry of plant life supporting a rich and varied animal kingdom. Around 12,000 years ago the first Stone Age hunters arrived to exploit the rich pickings in the Glen. They survived by hunting, fishing and eating the fruits of the land. Several thousand more years would pass before simple methods of farming were brought to the area. Between hunting and farming, Kilmartin Glen remained an important source of food and not surprisingly, those who lived off this land formed a deep and meaningful relationship with it.
Ancient Burial Chamber in Kilmartin Glen
Around 6,000 years ago the first chambered burial cairn appeared in Kilmartin Glen. Later, came various wooden and stone circles that appear to have fulfilled ceremonial roles. Today, a number of standing stones and cairns still mark the landscape, bearing witness to another culture in another time.
Standing Stones in Kilmartin Glen
In addition to these structures, the landscape was also marked in more direct ways. Some of the best and largest examples of rock art to be found anywhere in Europe are located within Kilmartin Glen. The most common pattern is a circle or series of concentric circles often referred to as ‘cup and ring’ markings. A single rock face may contain dozens of such motifs. With hundreds of examples scattered across the wider area it is obvious that such ‘art’ had great significance in the lives of these people. Despite much research and many theories there is no conclusive answer regarding the purpose or meaning of these elaborate carvings. This is still one of the great mysteries and attractions of the Glen.
Ancient Rock Carvings in Kilmartin Glen

Towards the southern end of Kilmartin Glen a rocky hill stands in the middle of the flat valley floor. On its summit are other marked rocks and one of particular interest is shaped and hollowed to accept a human foot. Standing here, with one foot placed firmly in the rock, it is possible to survey a vast area of the surrounding land and it is in this way that kingly status was ceremoniously granted to important individuals. This was the royal fortress of Dunadd and all around lies the kingdom of the Gaelic speaking Dál Riata. In this place the first shoots of the Scottish nation appear but its roots are firmly planted in nearby Ireland.

Standing Stones in Kilmartin Glen
The centre of the Gael culture was in County Antrim in the north of Ireland although there was a Gael presence and shared language with the islands and coastline of western Scotland. The Romans referred to these early Irish and Scottish Gaels by the derogatory name of Scoti or Scotti. This term was later used to describe Gaels generally. Total Gael domination of the area is attributed to Fergus Mór mac Eirc, from County Antrim who invaded Argyll around 1500 years ago and established the hill fort at Dunadd as his power base. Lying in the middle of the Mòine Mhór or the ‘big bog’ it was a well-positioned stronghold that enjoyed connections to the wider world by way of the adjacent River Add.

As the Dál Riata influence expanded Dunadd became a major trade and political centre within the kingdom. Strategic alliances were made on this hill. Exotic goods, fine wines and precious metals were imported and beautiful jewellery was crafted here.

As the Gaelic influence of the Dál Riata spread so did the more general use of Scoti or Scotti to describe the wider population, eventually giving rise to the modern name of the people and their country as ‘Scottish’ and ‘Scotland’.

Back in Kilmartin churchyard I wondered how many secrets the Glen still has to reveal and as I walk away I contemplate how much man has marked this landscape and how much this landscape has carved a nation. 
Standing Stones in Kilmartin Glen
 
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