Castlelyons Cemetery

Explorer Tom Castlelyons Church in Kill-St-Anne South is half ruin, half memory, with a medieval predecessor peeking out like a shy ghost. The Barrymores built it in 1765, so it’s older than most of us combined. Dare you to say hello without getting startled by the wind.

Explorer Tom Peard Mausoleum in Kill-St-Anne South is dressed up in Gothic Revival gear while its neighbour does Palladian. It’s a bit of a fashion clash, but honestly, dead people don’t care about trends. Make a wish before the seagulls start critiquing your posture from above.

Explorer Tom Barrymore Mausoleum in Kill-St-Anne South has a pedimented breakfront that looks like it’s about to sneeze. The interior monument is carved so well you want to touch it, but don’t. Pack a picnic for the earls inside.

Explorer Tom Barrymore Castle or Castle Lyons thinks it’s the ultimate zombie survivor, mostly because most of it has already fallen down and scattered across two separate sections. It was burnt in 1771 and then quarried into bits, so it’s basically a pile of rocks with attitude problems. Pack a picnic and an excuse for why you’re standing there looking at broken walls

Explorer Tom Coole Well is dedicated to St. Devlet, who apparently had a bit of an ego and demanded his own fountain. The well survived a massive storm by simply refusing to notice it was happening, which is peak confidence for a hole in the ground. Best seen with a hangover and a sausage roll.

Explorer Tom Holy Well in Coole Upper has a concrete grotto on top of its roof. That's like putting a modern plastic toy on an ancient rock structure. Very avant-garde, I must say, though the runoff channel looks quite serious.

Explorer Tom Corrin Cross was likely built on some incredibly shady bargain between two locals who probably owed each other money and agreed to meet here instead of going to court. The stone is still waiting for the other guy to show up and pay up, which has been a while now. Count the crows, then count again.

Explorer Tom Old Railway Viaduct has a retirement plan that involves becoming a very expensive bird feeder. It’s got iron girders and five piers that are just waiting for a nap. Bring a flask and pretend you own the place.

Explorer Tom Licklash Castle is perched on a cliff edge like it’s ready to jump ship at any moment. Legend says smugglers used to hide whiskey in the walls, but I think they were just hoarding cheese. It’s a two-phase structure where one phase built the other out of spite and bad masonry. Bring the dog, it'll have opinions.