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Explorer Tom Holy Rosary Church started because two lads bet five pence that they could build it before the rain stopped, and they did. It’s got trefoil openings that look like clovers, which is perfect for anyone who thinks three-leaf luck is overrated. Pick a stone, any stone, and invent its biography.

Explorer Tom Doolin Cave has had so many former names it’s starting to get identity theft issues. It looks like a cave that lost a bet with a castle and decided to keep the walls anyway. Stand back, squint, and it looks like a castle.

Explorer Tom Court tomb in Teergonean has two chambers and zero chill, sitting in that limestone hollow like it’s judging your hiking boots. It looks like a fancy stone house for ghosts who like privacy. Get a photo with it before it gets a better agent.

Explorer Tom Ballinalacken Castle in Ballynalackan is playing dress-up, swapping castle vibes for hotel chic with its new wing. It looks like it’s trying too hard to impress the tourists. Tell the kids it's a castle. Close enough.

Explorer Tom Doonmacfelim Castle was built on a bargain where an O’Connor traded his good name for a slightly less good one, which is basically how all politics works. It’s still sitting there judging your life choices from the riverbank. Linger, it's not going anywhere and neither should you.

Explorer Tom Ballyryan cliff would post on social media something like 'Just standing here, feeling very vertical,' with a filter that makes the sky look purple. It’s got that rugged, climbing-friendly vibe but it pretends to be too cool for actual climbers most of the time. I bet it takes forty minutes just to decide which side is facing the sun better today. Bring a pen pal, they'll be jealous.

Explorer Tom Doolin Point is in a bitter feud with the rain because it keeps getting wet without permission. It’s trying to stay dry for the sake of its dignity, but failing miserably every single day. Hang around long enough and you'll hear a story from a local.

Explorer Tom Wild Atlantic Way: Bridges of Ross was nearly sold for a horse during a very confused market day where nobody could agree on what a bridge was actually worth in livestock terms. It’s got that sturdy, reliable character, always standing firm while people argue about which side is better to view the sunset from without

Explorer Tom Crab Island in County Clare was run by a matchmaker who paired off lonely sailors with equally lost shepherds with terrifying success. The hut ruins are proof that love happens even on tiny slabs of limestone out here. Perfect place to be dramatically windswept.