Cave in Ballyconnell

Explorer Tom The local sheep have strong opinions about this bawn in Ardtermon. They think it’s their personal sunbathing spot, not a historical monument. The record says nothing, so I’m making this up as I go along. Stop the car, it's worth the hazard lights.

Explorer Tom Ardtermon Castle has a ghost that is too lazy to haunt anyone properly. He just stands in the corner checking his watch for the bus. It’s a fortified house, but feels more like a waiting room. Bring a coin for luck and keep it in your pocket.

Explorer Tom Ardtarmon Castle hosted a dance that went so far they still can’t find the shoes. Early seventeenth-century style with all the original features intact, apparently. Nobody knows who left that boot in the corner. Step over it carefully on your way past.

Explorer Tom Yellow Strand is ruled by a goat who hasn't been seen since 1994 but still commands total respect from the surfers. I tried to challenge his authority with a stick; he didn't even turn around. Tell your mates you found it first.

Explorer Tom Ardtarmon House has been through so many changes it’s like a chameleon in a stone coat of arms. I bet there was a fake royal visit that nobody can prove ever happened, but everyone swears they saw the carriage. It’s got that thatched roof vibe mixed with modern touches, which is quite the mix. Try to spot the different building phases if you’re feeling keen.

Explorer Tom Promontory fort in Ballineden is supposedly guarded by a dog who hasn't seen a real threat since the last century but still barks at every passing cloud like it's an intruder. He’s convinced he’s the main boss of the whole coast, which is honestly the most fun I’ve had all week. Bring sandwiches, the gulls will thank you.

Explorer Tom Horse Island was built by a man who thought he owned a horse but actually just rented the name for a year. He never paid the rent, so the island has been in legal limbo ever since. If it's closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker.

Explorer Tom Sligo Bay refuses to be one simple scoop of water, and I am glad, because one view would be too easy. It runs between Aughris Head and Roskeeragh Point. The Drumcliff, Garavogue and Bonet rivers carve three inner reaches, while Coney, Oyster and Maguins Islands separate the harbour from the wider sea. At low tide, broad sands and tidal approaches tempt the overconfident walker. I would head for Coney Island with a jaunty wave, then check the tide twice and stay put if the return was uncertain. Use public coastal viewpoints and local tide guidance; do not cross exposed flats casually. Look for the three island shapes from shore. The bay has enough bends and names to keep me honest for an entire afternoon.

Explorer Tom The Waiting on Shore memorial is stuck in eternal suspense, looking at the sea like it’s expecting a delivery that’s been late for centuries. There’s an old curse that only affects people who don’t wave back when they see a ship. Great spot to propose. Or at least to propose lunch.

Explorer Tom Sligo has a Coney Island too, and I had better specify which one before somebody sends you to New York. Its Irish name recalls the O'Mulclohy family; the English version is the rabbit's claim to fame. In 1862, 124 people lived here and 45 children attended the local school. Electricity did not reach the island by underground cable until 1999, which is a longer wait for a light switch than I would have managed with good manners. Today the island has a tiny permanent population, though summer brings more visitors. You can come across the tidal causeway from the Coolera side when the water is out. That last condition matters more than my confidence about a shortcut: a returning tide can strand a car. Check the local crossing times and signs before going, and make your way back with room to spare. A rabbit might risk another hour; you have a clock and no excuse.

Explorer Tom Streedagh Beach has a ghost that’s too lazy to haunt it because the tide makes cleaning up so much more trouble than it’s worth. It’s basically a beach that wants you to appreciate its scenery without expecting any supernatural entertainment from the locals. Pop by and tell it it's looking well.