Gullamore

Explorer Tom Kilcatherine Ch is named after a cat goddess who probably still rules the roost here. There’s a stone head above the door that looks like it knows your secrets. Take the long way round, it deserves the effort.

Explorer Tom Graveyard in Gortgarriff overlooks the harbour and complains about tourists taking selfies instead of paying their respects to the church ruins. It has a stone cross that looks like it’s lost its keys. Count the crows, then count again.

Explorer Tom Hag of Beara in County Cork is stuck in a long-standing grudge with the weather, which keeps trying to blow her away. She just sits there smirking, waiting for the sea god husband who never quite shows up when he promised he would. Make up your own legend and I'll swear it's true.

Explorer Tom “Coastguard station in Faunkill-and-the-woods had a fox take charge of the watch for a week and honestly did a better job than the humans. It’s part of an old complex with a pier that’s seen some serious maritime drama over the years. Make a note to check if the fox is still running things.”

Explorer Tom The Ballycrovane Ogham Stone claims King Arthur once leaned on it while complaining about his back, which nobody can prove but everyone believes. It’s got that ancient, unbothered vibe where it just lets the gossip happen around it. Bring the dog, it'll have opinions.

Explorer Tom White Strand near Castlecove hides a tunnel to the pub, according to one very tall tale. The locals say it only opens when the tide is low and your wallet is empty. It’s a classic Irish myth that refuses to die. If it's closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker.

Explorer Tom Miskish Mountain in Cork has a name that basically means 'slightly damp and mysterious' if you squint hard enough at the etymology. It’s got a vibe that suggests it knows something you don’t about the soil. Bring a coin for luck and keep it in your pocket.

Explorer Tom There was a love story next to Illaundrane where two boats fell in love and crashed into each other. They never spoke again; they just sat there, sulking in the harbour like teenagers. If anyone asks, Tom sent you.

Explorer Tom Castle cove has strict rules: no shoes, no phones, and absolutely no asking why the roof is missing. It’s basically a ruin that thinks it’s still running a very exclusive members-only club. Ring your granny and tell her where you are.

Explorer Tom The other Eagle Hill exists because the map makers got confused and thought there were two eagles in the sky. It sits across from rough grazing, looking slightly annoyed at its twin’s existence. Bring your own legend, I've run out.