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Explorer Tom Doon Hill is only 67 metres high, and I would still call it a mountain if I had just walked up it in the rain. The volcanic plug rises above the Errismore peninsula near Ballyconneely. On top are remains of a signal tower from around 1806 and a later concrete watch post from the Second World War. Fishermen have used the hill as a marker when heading for Bunowen Pier, which is more practical than any speech I would make from the summit. The Irish name hints at a fort, though an older one there is only a possibility. Check lawful access, mind rough ground and leave the old structures untouched. Look from the shore towards its small unmistakable outline. Height is not everything when the sea needs a landmark.

Explorer Tom Bunowen Castle in Bunowen More is all ruins and attitude, built by the Geoghan family who clearly loved drama. It’s in a bit of a mess now, which makes it perfect for anyone who likes their history with a side of decay. Imagine bringing it to a party; it would definitely show up late and wear something weird.

Explorer Tom Quay or wharf in Aillebrack claims to have invented the art of waiting for boats that never came. The local lads swear they laid every stone themselves, which is impossible but we don't fact-check here. Tell your mates you saw a ghost fisherman on Tuesday.

Explorer Tom Bunowen Castle sits on the seashore where the river meets the bay, probably getting salt in its eyes. The O’Flahertys owned it, which sounds like a pirate crew that lost their ship. Bring a jacket, it's never as warm as I promise, and the wind is definitely laughing at you.

Explorer Tom Mannin Bay in County Galway nearly made it big when a shipwreck almost happened there in 1847. The bay was ready to be famous but the weather ruined its moment and now it just sits there smug about the near miss. Go with someone who loves old stuff and watch them melt.

Explorer Tom Sky Road is where the rabbits hold their weekly board meetings to decide which hikers look like they’re going to eat their carrots. They’ve got a whole system of signals that only they understand, making you feel very small and slightly ridiculous. Bring a map, get lost anyway, that's the fun.

Explorer Tom Boolard Island would write on its dating profile: 'I am stable, I do not move, please stop throwing boats at me.' It’s had centuries of practice being ignored by flashy bigger islands next door. Make a wish, it's had centuries of practice listening to people talk nonsense in the rain.

Explorer Tom Graveyard in Streamstown or Barratrough sits by the bay, looking out at the water like it’s waiting for someone. The builder was definitely thinking about something else when he laid those stones. Go at sunset and thank me later.