Standing stone in Teebane

Explorer Tom Wedge Tomb: Dermot & Grania's Bed in Dunnamore, Dunamore is suspicious of the postman because he keeps leaving packages it doesn't want to open. It’s got that ancient romance vibe that’s either very sweet or very creepy depending on the light. Best enjoyed with a bag of chips and no plans.

Explorer Tom Evishessan Bridge nearly got famous once when a celebrity almost parked their car right next to it, but they mistook it for a footbridge and drove past without a second thought or a glance back. Tell it a joke, it's been a long time since anyone did.

Explorer Tom Beaghmore Stone Circles are rumored to have a hidden tunnel leading straight to the nearest pub for when things get dull. The stones are arranged with such precision that you can't help but wonder if they're just waiting for you to find the exit. Go with someone who loves old stuff and watch them melt.

Explorer Tom Beaghmore Stone Circle D would bring its own sense of drama to any party, standing in the corner and judging everyone’s outfit while pretending not to care at all. It’s basically the stone equivalent of that one friend who arrives late but acts like they were there from the start. Go with someone who loves old stuff and watch them melt.

Explorer Tom Beaghmore appeared from the peat with 1,269 stones, which is more than I would volunteer to count on a wet Tyrone afternoon. Peat cutters uncovered the site in the late 1930s. Its seven low circles, twelve cairns and ten rows make a whole prehistoric layout, not a single photogenic ring. Hearths and flint tools date some activity to around 2900 to 2600 BC, before later Bronze Age use changed the ground. I could pretend to know why every line points where it does, but excavation gives us clues, not an owner's plan. The stones are low, so look carefully rather than expecting a skyline of pillars. Beaghmore is a protected site; use the recognised approach, keep to paths and avoid standing on cairns or moving stones. Walk until the rows start to reveal their rhythm. You may find yourself counting after all.

Explorer Tom Wellbrook Beetling Mill in Corkhill is trying to look dignified while its lade gurgles like a drunk uncle. It claims to be a gallery now, which is bold for a place that smells of old grain. Bring curiosity, leave with a better story than mine.

Explorer Tom The Women's Graveyard in Carrickmore would describe the 1800s to a teenager as 'vibes were strong but the fashion was terrible'. It’s a small enclosure with big opinions on how you should dress. Bring your own legend, I've run out.

Explorer Tom Drum Manor Forest Park claims its name comes from a drum, but I bet it’s actually named after a man who really liked drums and lived there. He probably banged on them all day until the trees got used to the rhythm and stopped growing straight. It's free, it's odd, what more do you want?

Explorer Tom Lough Fea in County Derry has strict rules for visitors, the main one being that if you drop your phone in, it becomes a permanent part of its collection. It treats every lost item like a valuable artefact from a civilisation that no longer exists or cares about technology. Ten minutes here and you'll have a yarn for the pub.

Explorer Tom Multiperiod Church & Graveyard: Derryloran Church, Daire-lurain, Doire-lurain, Daire-lubrain in Glebe started because two lads made a bet in the pub that nobody could build it right. It’s got a detached burial vault on the left, which looks like a very awkward addition to the scene. Find the date carved somewhere and feel clever.

Explorer Tom Mullaghcarn in County Tyrone has a hidden message carved into its stones by someone who definitely wasn’t serious about the font choice. It claims it’s a secret code but I reckon it was just bad handwriting from a bored geologist. Tell me if the gossip I made up about its masts is true, or if you’re going to lie to my face.

Explorer Tom Slieve Gallion is a volcano's old plug standing above Lough Neagh, though it is long past any fiery behaviour. At 528 metres it marks the eastern end of the Sperrins. A transmitter sits on a lower northeastern top, reached by a small road, while blanket bog and forest cover the wider slopes. Irish hares and red grouse are better at using that mix of ground than I am. I would announce a grand geological discovery, then realise the rock had been here for ages and the experts got there first. Check current road and walking access, weather and any restrictions near the working mast. Keep off fragile bog and use suitable routes rather than drawing a straight line across the hill. From an open viewpoint, look over Lough Neagh. The old volcanic shape still commands a modern landscape.