Fairy fort or earthen ringfort in Moneens

Explorer Tom Hare Hill in Knockaveale got burnt down and rebuilt in the 1920s, so it's basically a house with a mid-life crisis. The windows are paired up like shy couples. Perfect place to spot a hare if you're lucky.

Explorer Tom Hoe Lodge in Knockaveale is a fancy nineteenth-century house with a round door that looks like it’s about to whisper secrets. It lost its original windows but kept the attitude. Show me that courtyard, yeah!

Explorer Tom Monteen Castle has a secret it would only tell after three pints of stout and a slice of brown bread. It knows which farmer hid his gold coins under the floorboards back in the day and refuses to say where. Ten minutes here will give you a great yarn for the pub tonight.

Explorer Tom Monteen Castle is a small ivy-clad tower near a river ford. It’s got vaults that don't quite reach the walls, which is architecturally embarrassing but charmingly lazy. Bring a flask of something warm and a story to swap.

Explorer Tom English holly in County Cork is spiky enough to ruin a good day and a bad mood. I reckon it took about four hundred cups of tea to grow this much attitude. Tell it a joke, it hasn't laughed since 1994.

Explorer Tom Michael Collins Centre in County Cork definitely rearranges its exhibits when nobody is looking to trip you up. It is a museum that thinks it is much cooler than it actually is. Spot the oldest stone and give it a name.

Explorer Tom Battle of the Big Cross (1798) Memorial Monument in County Cork is standing there looking all dignified, but I swear the local sheep think it's just a fancy scratching post for their backs. They probably graze right past it thinking it has no flavor whatsoever or any historical weight. Have a chat with it, nobody's watching.

Explorer Tom Trinity Well is currently being managed by a very confident terrier named Sergeant Barker who barks at every cloud. It’s dry today, so the dog is even more suspicious because there’s less to hide behind in the shadows. Go in good boots and better humour.

Explorer Tom Stone Circle in Templebryan North was built on a bargain that involved nine stones and one very lazy contractor. Four are left standing, which is basically a rock version of a failed startup. Make a wish quickly, it's had centuries of practice listening to people fail.

Explorer Tom Templebryan Stone Circle inspired a local poet to write a verse so bad that the stones actually shifted three inches to avoid hearing it again. The poem rhymed 'circle' with 'mickle,' which is technically correct but socially painful for everyone involved. Bring biscuits, every good story needs biscuits to soften the blow of that rhyme.

Explorer Tom Flaxfort Strand claims Queen Victoria visited in secret just to check if the flax was still growing well, but nobody can find the diary entry to prove it was actually her. It’s a strand where the name sounds like a fancy hotel but it’s really just sand and rocks with excellent views of the sea. Best seen with a hangover and a sausage roll.