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7 July 2014

Fionnuala (2) again had trouble sleeping in the middle of the night.  We decided to start the morning in Málainn Mhóir in search of Megalithic tombs (returning to the seen of the crime).  It turns out that they were fairly difficult to find and my memories of 14 years ago did not come through.

 

 

 

 

We did get a good look at Óstán Ghleann Cholm Cille (the Glen Bay Hotel) though.  It was sad to see the place in disrepair.  As you can see from the photos, it appears as if they just shut the door and left everything as it was on the last day of operation.  In reception all the furniture is still there with brochures for local attractions on the tables!

This was one of the few food options in the area for years as well as an additional bar.  I usually ended up here about once a year for something.  I saw Altan and The Revs perform in the Ballroom in 2001, spent the night there once and also attended a wedding at the hotel.  In it’s last few years they had added a 9 hole golf course that appears to be reclaimed as pasture.  Hopefully, whoever buys it will be successful!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next, we moved on to the Silver Strand (An Trá Bhán) up the road in Málainn Bhig.  The Silver Strand is one of my favorite places in the world.  I love to come here and just sit and watch the sea.  Unlike most similar attractions in Ireland, this one has two Port-A-Potties (Temporary Toilets) and a large car park.  To reach the beach there are 165 stairs, so we opted not to try the steps with the children.  They enjoyed the stop anyway!  If you are up for it, the water is often reasonably warm because the water is shallow and the views from the beach are spectacular.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On the way home we tried to find Saint Kevin’s/Cavan’s Church (Teampall Chaoimhín).  The Martello Tower is on the same road and looks like it is in great condition.  The road isn’t signposted but you can see the Tower, just head down the road that goes in that direction.  The road is not paved beyond the pier and I would not recommend driving any further than that as it was difficult to turn the car around and it would have been virtually impossible on my own (there is picture below).

Martello Towers were built in the early 1800s as Napoleon was gobbling up Continental Europe.  The British feared that the French would attempt to invade the Empire through Ireland.  These Towers line the coast through this part of Ireland.  From this tower you can see the Tower in Gleann Cholm Cille and one near Sliabh Liag.

I found the church, but didn’t go all the way down to it since it was a ways off the road and the rest of the family was in the car.  In a couple of years, when Fionnuala can walk better we’ll go all the way down to investigate.  According to Michael Herity, the current church was built in the late middle ages.  There is a cross slab at the site as well and the remains of a rectangular enclosure which surrounded the church.  The site is opposite Rathlin O’Birne island and was used as a stop by monks and pilgrims on the way to the island which also houses a monastic site.

We then returned to the house for Fionnuala’s nap and lunch.  After she woke, we took a brief spin down to the pier at Teileann Bay.  We had seen what we thought might be a Holy Well (there is said to be one nearby) from across the water and wanted to check it out.  We didn’t find it, but we took some pictures anyway!

 

 

 

 

Though we didn’t find the Holy Well, here is a picture taken from the well that might help YOU find it.

 

On the pier there is also an interesting marker that would be easy to miss.  The Gallagher Bros. building (which is impossible to miss) is built around what turns out is an old church.  There is also a marker which indicates that in the 5th Century some monks from Teileann sailed to Iceland and this is said to be their church.  It would be easy to miss, and I passed by for years before I stopped to read the sign.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then we head over to Gleann.  We stopped by the Church of Ireland (St. Columba’s) first.  The current building was built in 1828 and is the prominent feature in the valley.  Originally this was a monastic site, on the north and east sides of the church you can see remains of the original wall just beyond the current wall.  Before the current church existed, the church used to sit above the entrance to the sous terrain.

I was  hoping to see Bishop Daniel McGonagle’s grave.  He was one of Ireland’s three representatives at the Council of Trent and local tradition has him buried here.  The grave is supposed to be against the wall at the east end of the graveyard, but there is no indication of which grave it might be.  There were however some other very old and interesting grave markers.  The Church is also the beginning (Turas 1) and the end of Colmcille’s Turas (Turas 15).  Turas 1 is built on what originally was a court tomb, it is known as “The Altar” as it has a small kneeling place just outside the churchyard wall.

In the Church Yard is also a sous terrain.  The monastic settlement’s church floor was above it and it is thought that it might have been used for cool storage and also as a means of escape as the tunnel ends just outside of the churchyard walls.  In the past you could just open it and go in, but it now has a proper door.  For some reason when I went in years ago I didn’t take any photos!  I did find some on the internet though which you can view if you click here.  If you get the chance to go inside, there are a few cross slab inside that are very similar to ones that are used in the Turas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next, we headed just a bit down the road to visit the Turas at Farranmacbride, which I wanted to show Sarah.  From the church, we headed away from the sea and took the road to the left.  After a large bend in the road is Turas 9.  Cloch an Aonaigh (Stone of the Gathering) is an interesting cross slab as you can see below.  Pilgrims look through the hole, place their backs against the stone and renounce the world, the flesh and the devil before circling the small cairn three times while praying.Local tradition holds that couples would become engaged by standing on either side of the pillar and joining fingers through the whole.  A crowd would be assembled to witness the ceremony, thus the name Stone of the Gathering.  Sarah and I saw another similar cross at the Kilmalkedar Church a few years ago in Kerry.

Sarah wanted to see the Old Rectory, so we stopped by (but I’m not sure if you are supposed to).  Either way, the younger locals have told me that is supposed to be haunted.  If not haunted, it is certainly a creepy place after dark.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On our way back through Cashel (the main village in Gleann) we paused for an attempt to recreate a photo that we have on our wall at home from the late 1800s.  It’s not exactly identical, but it’s close.

To reward the children, we took them to the fantastic playground next to An Halla Muire.  They had a fantastic time playing.  We even heard a mother saying the Irish nursery rhyme, “Lamh, Lamh eile” to her child.  We also got to hear an old man teasing the mothers on the playground for having a football, accusing them of not reading this sign.  He then proceed to read it, emphasizing the part that says, “Don’t play football in the park.”

After a lot of hard playing we decided to leave.  As we left, Liam said “Slán.” to his playmate who responded in kind.  Even though he played it cool, it made Liam’s day.  One of the things he was most looking forward to was being able to use Irish on the playground.

It was now time to eat and since we were leaving town in the morning we decided to splurge and eat at An Chistin (next to Oideas Gael).  The meal was very good and the staff spoke Irish!  I was fortunate to have someone I know walk in and be able to have a conversion as Gaeilge as well.

That was the conclusion to our stay here as we now headed back to the house to get ready for bed.  Everyone is sad to be leaving, but at least we have a little time tomorrow to appreciate everything.

Gaeilge Experience: Gleann is often criticized for not being a “real” Gaeltacht, but we found Irish everywhere.  Perhaps most of the locals do not use it as a primary language, but it is obviously spoken and easy for them to do so.  It was a good final day in the Gaeltacht.  Got to use Irish in the restaurant as well as being able to listen in on some locals using their Irish.

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