National Parks in Ireland is a link page for any national park in Ireland. Table below shows the name of the national park and in which county of Ireland it is located. The first park which was established in Ireland was the Killarney located in County Kerry in 1932. Since then a further five National Parks have been opened; the most recently being Ballycroy in County Mayo;. The smallest being the Burren National Park in The Burren located in County Clare at only 15 km2 in size.
| National Park | Photo | Region | Land Area | Established |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Ballycroy | County Mayo | 7002110000000000000110 km2 (42 sq mi) | 1998 | |
| Connemara | County Galway | 700130000000000000030 km2 (12 sq mi) | 1990 | |
| Glenveagh | County Donegal | 7002170000000000000170 km2 (66 sq mi) | 1984 | |
| Killarney | County Kerry | 7002105000000000000105 km2 (41 sq mi) | 1932 | |
| The Burren | County Clare | 700115000000000000015 km2 (5.8 sq mi) | 1998 | |
| Wicklow Mountains | County Wicklow | 7002205000000000000205 km2 (79 sq mi) | 1991 |
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