Pyramid Power

A grand day out!  We met up with our partners in crime, Robert and Finola, for a very bracing coffee and scones in the park at Ballydehob and plotted our adventure. Stop one, Dromhilly Woods where the bluebells were just coming out and the trees very tall, plus there were fairy houses. Then into the hinterland to explore a lake once regarded as holy and known for its miraculous tussocks! I'm saying no more for that will be the next blog, but I was thrilled to find that it still existed. Then into Rosscarbery to look for the grave of the parish priest associated with the lake  - identified by the offering left upon it. Next down to Union Hall for a picnic lunch al fresco down by the the harbour. Fuelled we ventured south where the roads started to get seriously small and the GPS was called into action. The first stop, a search for a cross slab in a very obscure place was thwarted by the appearance of some frisky bullocks and no fencing. On to Myross and the must beautiful little church with incredible view out to sea, and the first pyramid (see extra). No name on it now so the mausoleum remains but the occupant forgotten. Down even smaller roads and a steep trek down to admire St Bridget's Well, the water a bit scummy but the setting secretive and green. Finally on to Glandore and another tiny graveyard rich in primroses and bluebells and this extraordinary monument. A Pyramid, beautifully built but the name now more or less faded.
Robert and Finola in their guise as Roaringwater Journal had previously written about both pyramids so I'll say no more but give you some links:
Glandore Pyramid
Myross pyramid
It's Earth Day too isn't it, so I think we appreciated  our surroundings today. Wrecked now, will catch up tomorrow.