Portfinn Lodge

This bed and breakfast is very reasonable with beautiful views from the breakfast room and bedroom . We got a lovely breakfast with lots of choice and we ordered sandwiches for hiking. What more do you want when you are visiting a beauty spot like Leneene. We had beautiful weather which added to the weekend. Don’t forget to take a boat trip on the Fordj it’s so smooth and a nice bit of history added in😀 enjoy

Wonderful place, really quiet, calm and cozy, clean room, very kind hosts. The breakfast is very tasty and the view from the dining room is amazing. Well worth a visit and I regret we didn't stay more days.

We were left disappointed by our stay. The BnB itself was cold and had a musty smell. Additionally there are many signs to state it is non-smoking but 100% strong smell of smoke throughout the accommodation. This was unexpected and would have booked elsewhere knowing this was the standard. The room itself had clean sheets, however the room could do with a deep clean. Shower had visible dirt on handles etc. Would not recommend if in the area.

Unbeatable location right on Killary Fjord. Our room was looking out over the water, which was just an unmatched experience. The room was large, bright, and comfortable. It’s just a couple minutes walk from the couples of stores and bars in town. Great place to stay if you’re passing through and want a scenic stopover or to do some hiking in the area.

Lovely place to stay in Leenane. Portfinn is located in the heart of the village and there is a safe park for car as well. Beautiful place with stunning view from the room and living room, clean and comfortable, amazing breakfast and friendly staff … I recommend this place because is the best spot for people wanting to explore the Village and Connemara.

Great location, the owners were lovely & helpful. Fantastic view. Can walk done to pubs & shop. Great breakfast selection. Room was comfortable, quiet with stunning view. Has car parking. Great location in this area. Close to national park too.

Great hospitality. Clean and spatious room. Very nice environment near the fjord. Simple but good breakfast. Coffee in the room. Shower could be giving more hot water. Diner at the nearby pub. Nice view over the fjord! Richt on the atlantic way.

The owners of the Portfinn Lodge - Nicholai Boev and, presumably, his wife whose first name I don't know - exemplify the three "Rs". No, not those three. Rather, rules, regimentation and rudeness. In the hospitality industry they should not be, for the basic concept of the word has eluded their appreciation, much less their comprehension. I had been cycling in a cold, all-day rain, and my Goretex jacket had, after many years of use, failed. As a result, I was soaked. When I arrived at the Portfinn an hour or so ahead of the published check-in time (aware that it was 3:00 pm), I asked Mrs. Boev for permission to change into dry clothes in my room. Not to check in, only to put on dry clothes. She simply told me, "No. Room not ready." (BS #1). "You can change in the hallway bathroom" she added, showing no concern at all for a guest who was cold and drenched. Some gentle pleading and a reminder that I only wanted to get into dry clothes did no good. In multiple bicycle trips all over Ireland and nearly 200 nights in its B&Bs over the past three decades, my friends and I were never once refused check-in anywhere, even when we arrived earlier than expected. Then again, Irish B&Bs don't have formal check-in times (until the Portfinn, that is), allowing, of course, for the customary window of late-morning to early-afternoon for our hosts to prepare rooms for that night's guests. We were always made to feel welcome - with a smile - and sometimes offered tea and scones upon arrival. But not at the Portfinn. During my conversation with Mrs. Boev, I had noticed a Slavic accent (as I did when speaking with Mr. Boev) and, as a Russian speaker and student of Russian history and culture, was naturally curious what her home country was. So I inquired in Russian. Twice. Either not understanding the language or feigning ignorance of it, she only responded with "What?" Then in English I asked where she was from. "Ireland," she replied. When I clarified that I was inquiring about where she was from, she replied somewhat defensively, "I'm from Ireland." (BS #2). Not wishing to belabor such a minor matter, I let it drop, but couldn't help but wonder if she may be hiding something or why she would make such a transparent claim. I then went back out into the rain with the intention of sitting out the next hour or so in the Purple Door Café, but after a few minutes decided to change in the hall bathroom after all. After re-entering the B&B I had difficulty securely closing the door (those pesky Irish door handles and latches, you know). I tried without success a few times, with the latch creating a bit of noise each time. Upon hearing the noise, Mr. Boev came running down the corridor hollering, "You may do this in YOUR house but not in MINE." And just to be sure I understood, he repeated it twice more just as loudly. He then shut the door and went back from whence he came. No offer of "This is how you do it" or "Let me show you." Just a selfish concern with his com

The location is really good, breakfast was on par with other places, and the rooms were large. Our room had a good view over the fjord. However, this place has clearly seen better times, and is in need of some upgrading and attention. The amount of notices telling guests what they can't do was excessive.