A road full of old houses, a set on Flickr.
I’ve been coming here for years but recently I’ve been appreciating the natural beauty a little more. Of course, not being a teenager helps.
The road we walked up leads from my grandfather’s old summer house. The ocean you’re seeing is the Atlantic, and the island in the distance you can catch glimpses of is Skellig Michael.
One thing that I love about this walk is, obviously, all the old ruined and repaired houses. The most impressive of these is of course the Loher Stone Fort; 1100 years old and count, the fort actually wasn’t a fort but more a defended farmstead. The entire area takes up about the space of a couple of tennis courts, possibly even smaller – I don’t play that much tennis so I could, and probably am, very wrong.
Waterville, which is where I spend most of the time when down in The Kingdom is littered with old ruined houses, graves, stone circles, and all other sorts of archaeological allsorts. It’s a great place to go exploring especially when you actually know what you’re looking at, as opposed to being just a place to play.