Although Calderwood Castle is not in our Blantyre Parish, the one time Baronet, Sir William Maxwell ,whose seat it was, used to be a heritor of Blantyre with a large property and business interest in Blantyre in the 18th Century. This article below gives a little bit of background about the Castle and more importantly for Blantyre, an article published about the 1773 disaster written by Joanna Baillie a then contemporary writer who lived in Blantyre. After the history, the article is published below, exactly as it was written.
Calderwood Castle was originally a fortified keep otherwise known as a Scottish Peel Tower. It was built on the western banks of the Rotten Calder Water between the 13-14th centuries. However it is almost certain that an early building stood on the site some time prior to 1246. The original castle building was composed of two towers built perhaps 100 years apart, one abutting against the other giving the middle wall an extreme thickness. It stood almost 90 feet tall and most walls were about 7 feet thick. There was a wheel stair which led from the Bell House and Parapet walk at the top of the tower, straight down to the water, possibly indicating a secret passage. This building was added to in the mid 18th century with two large mansion house wings.
In 1773 days of heavy gales and rain caused the original towers to collapse into the roaring torrent, and the stables which lay beneath the castle were buried by rubble, but survived due to their strong arched roof. No possession or soul was lost apart from one of the hunting dogs, because the event was forseen by a local clergyman who was tutor to the castles children. They moved into the extension and rebuilt the ruins into another modern mansion. a century later in 1845, the then owner who was highly artistic and romantic decided to add a grand gothick extension to the existing buildings at a cost of £50,000. The centre piece was an octagonal tower. The family who lived in the castle were the Maxwells of Calderwood who obtained it through marriage in 1246. The original owners were known to have went by the surname of Calderwood. It is almost certain that anyone bearing the name Calderwood originally descended from the owners of this castle as the name was derived from literally ‘woods beside the Calder’. The Rotten Calder meanders through a unique deep wooded ravine with precipitous ivy-clad cliffs and crags. The valley is known as Calderglen and in the past Calderwood Glen. It would be impossible here to do justice in words, the incredible romantic secluded beauty of Calderglen, and it most certainly deserves a visit. However do not visit the main path, go off trail and explore the long-lost nooks and dells. The valley falls within the modern Calderglen Country Park based at Torrance House. Their are over 10 miles of nature trails and countless beauty spots and magnificent waterfalls.
The castle was bought by the S.C.W.S in 1904 and by 1947 it was starting to be demolished due to disrepair and the cost of upkeep, their was also a severe fire at one point. By 1951 all that was left was the octagonal tower, which was blown up that year by the army as part of an exercise so that the council could get around the costs.
There is a remarkable account of the 1773 collapse written by Blantyre woman Joanna Baillie, as told exactly as it was written, “The old Castle of Calderwood which was built on a precipice overlooking the Calder, fell on the morning of the 23rd January 1773. It’s fall and the providential safety of all it’s inmates are thus narrated in the March number of Chambres Journal, in the year 1833, where it is recorded, the fall of this castle, which took place about sixty years ago, was attended with circumstances of so romantic a nature, that we think them deserving of record. There was a Dr Baillie, a clergyman, father of the late Sir Matthew Baillie, physician in London, and who had been tutor to the then Sir William Maxwell and his two brothers, who had a villa in that neighbourhood, and was consequently a frequent visitor at the castle. One day, when at dinner with his wife, he said that he had all forenoon felt an anxiety about Calderwood, as if some of the family were ill. Mrs Baillie said there seemed no cause for such a supposition, and the conversation ended. At tea in the evening Dr Baillie said “You know, Mrs Baillie, that i am not superstitious, but it is strongly impressed on my mind that some of this family is seriously ill”. Mrs Baillie replied that had this been the case he might be sure that they would have informed of the circumstance, besides he was down there 5 days before, when they were all in perfect health. At the supper Dr Baillie again said “It does not signify Mrs Baillie but i have taken an anxiety about that family that i can neither account for nor control, and i am certain that some individual there is seriously ill”. Mrs Baillie desired him to order his horse to the door, and put his night cap into his pocket, and ride down to the castle, though the family would be much surprised at such a visit at so late an hour. Dr Baillie arrived about eleven o’clock, when the family were just going to bed. His first question was “Is the family all well?”. Lady Maxwell said they were all well, thank God and was glad to see the doctor, and ordered a bedroom to be prepared for him. He then explained the cuase of so untimely a visit, and requested Sir William that he would order a servant with a couple of candles to go with him into the castle while his bedroom was preparing, as he wished to examine the east wall, where he perceived a slight rent when he was last there, and was desirious to see if any alteration had taken place. It may be proper to say that all the house -servants and several of the farm servants slept in the castle and most of them had gone to bed. In about a quarter of an hour Dr Baillie returned, and said he was certain the castle was going to fall, as the rent he had formerly noticed was considerably enlarged. The servants were all ordered to get out of bed and join the family, who resided in a more modern building attached to the castle. At the top of the castle was a square tower, in which were deposited the archives and records of the family. These Sir William had conveyed away. The family then determined to sit up all night and see the result; when at half past nine in the morning the whole of the east side of the castle went over with a tremendous crash. There was a range of stables below the castle, where there were some horses, but these were saved, by the stables being arched, and were dug out of the ruins two days afterwards. Thus, if it had not been for a providential interposition of Dr Baillie nine or ten persons would have been crushed to death.”
All that remains now are the former border and retaining walls and terraces, a ruined crypt and a folly Castle named ‘Craigneith Castle, the foundations of the Stables, a ruined Well and traces of the formal gardens and an artificial pond and fountain, as pictured in this recent photo. It’s a beautiful walk and is nearby enough to Blantyre to be of interest to many local people.