Review: Why You Can't Miss The Glittering North at Raby Castle
Raby Castle, Park and Gardens have transformed into a magical world of folklore and fantasy
Heading up the drive of Raby Castle Estate on a thankfully rain-free night, I’m unsure of what to expect. I’m no stranger to a classic winter light trail (Santa, reindeer, snowflakes – you name it), but a light trail inspired by folklore and local heritage is a first.
Walking down the curved path from the entrance of The Rising (the estate’s new development) Raby Castle is in clear view, backlit by the moon, and after securing a much-needed hot chocolate we make our way down to the Dutch Barn where a brass quartet is in full swing under its high stone arches. Just beyond the band, two fire performers are dazzling the crowd with their heart-stopping tricks and we spend some time watching them before heading back towards the Coach House and to the start of the main show: the Glittering Trail, which is spread out across the Walled Garden.
We were expecting some impressive puppetry and the first colourful character we encounter on the trail is a brightly-lit pacing boar (who we learn is called Gullinburstin) who follows us along the path for a time before returning to his paddock. The Formal Garden is illuminated by tranquil floating fish and as we follow the snaking path we encounter more and more weird and wonderful sights, including Sleipnir (an enormous horse with eight legs), Odin’s ancient runes, and hilarious chattering Valkyries (who are great with the kids enjoying the show). The trail keeps us on our toes, with something new and unusual to find around every corner, and although the site is busy the path itself never feels crowded which allows us to take our time.
The trail comes to an end and we take the opportunity to stop by the Garage café for another hot drink and a chance to debrief. With so much to take in, it almost feels like a second go at the trail is called for (how could I have forgotten the disco ball horses who lit up the meadow?), but the evening is getting late and before long it’s time to head home. Did I take one last peek as we left to see if Gullinburstin followed us? I’ll never tell.