Steppers Bar & Restaurant in An clochán liath

Excellent service and made welcome. Looked after the dog with water and biscuits. Good atmosphere 👌

We stayed here for 3 days. Room 6 is very spacious for the two of us and the dog. The rooms are right next to the bar, but it doesn't bother you. We slept well on the rather hard beds with the rushing river nearby. The Wi-Fi is downright bad. The kitchenette with a kettle, teapot, fridge, microwave, and hotpot is fine, but there is very little cutlery. Spacious living room with a sofa, small table, and 2 chairs. The bathroom is spacious, but unfortunately, the toilet bowl is loose and there is no soap or shampoo provided. The motion-sensor lighting is very annoying; it doesn't detect you when you are standing in the shower cubicle, so you are showering in the dark after just 1 minute! We have no idea about the quality of the food or drinks in the bar since we are out and about all day. There are many shops nearby. EV charging is also available close by. There is a tourist information office in the church on the corner.

Food and service very good, friendly staff.

Amazing atmosphere. Service was attentive and the food was delicious.

The food was good, the usual Irish fare (burgers, fish and chips, salmon). Service was slow, though.

What a lovely place with really great food! We were looking for somewhere that allowed dogs and our 2 dogs were made very welcome. They even got sausages served! We would highly recommend this great place for a meal or what was warming up to a great Saturday night pub atmosphere! Absolutely lovely staff and great service!

Great place to watch TV with a family dinner.

Absolutely an amazing pub always have something on all the time, can be busy but thr staff work there buts off to keep everyone served and happy , always in this pub each time im over in dungloe, big shout out too big danny boyle bar man, didnt stop non stop all night and is good chat and laugh give the man a pay rise 😁

Accomodations spotless ,bed s really comfortable ,fantastic location for exploring Donegal all amenities close by supermarket,pharmacy etc ,lovely staff really enjoyed my stay here

Somewhere between the Atlantic wind and the edge of civilized behavior sits Boyle’s Bar in Dungloe, a magnificent refuge for anyone wise enough to abandon the modern world. I stumbled through the door expecting little more than shelter from the weather and perhaps a respectable pint. Instead, I found myself trapped in one of those rare Irish pubs where time quietly packs its bags and disappears. The Guinness arrived with the confidence of an old heavyweight champion. No gimmicks. No theatrical nonsense. Just a perfectly poured pint wearing a thick creamy head that looked almost too beautiful to disturb. Almost. Every sip justified another, and before long I was conducting serious investigative journalism into whether perfection could, in fact, be served repeatedly from the same tap. The evidence became overwhelming. The billiard table stood in the corner like a sacred altar to friendly competition, inviting anyone foolish enough to believe they still possessed hand-eye coordination after two or three pints. Balls cracked across the felt while laughter bounced off the walls. Victories were celebrated with another Guinness. Defeats were cured with another Guinness. It was an elegantly simple economic system. The large-screen televisions carried the day’s World Cup sporting drama, but somehow never overwhelmed the room. They weren’t there to dominate the pub. They were there to give strangers something to cheer about together before immediately returning to the far more important business of solving the world’s problems over pints. This wasn’t one of those polished tourist traps where someone in a marketing office has carefully manufactured “authentic Irish atmosphere.” Boyle’s doesn’t have to pretend. The character has been built pint by pint, story by story, year after year. You can feel it in the conversations, hear it in the laughter, and see it in the easy rhythm of locals and visitors sharing the same space without anyone trying too hard. By the time I finally stepped back outside, the rain had stopped, my internal clock had completely surrendered, and I was left with only one logical conclusion. Boyle’s Bar is dangerous in the very best possible way. You arrive intending to have one pint and watch a few minutes of sport. Hours later you’re halfway through another flawless Guinness, arguing about football with people you met twenty minutes ago, considering a game of pool you’ll almost certainly lose, and wondering why every pub on earth can’t operate with this same effortless magic. If there is any justice left in this strange, beautiful world, Boyle’s Bar will continue pouring perfect Guinness long after the rest of civilization has disappeared under the weight of overpriced cocktails and self-important craft beer menus. Until then, I’ll gladly keep returning to the scene of the crime.