We are rounding up our calorie-burning Comeragh hike. Before we are done, I want to share this post about a small but very important part of Comeragh Mountains – Cannon Hill, one of beloved places of Clonmel people ( I have already written about Carey Castle, St. Patrick’s Well and some other local favorites).
We take the left turn up a narrow road just before the Carey Castle sign, and start our walk along the side of Cannon Hill. There are two roads, the upper one is wider, and there is a nice space for parking. A couple of years ago I came here to assess the old farmhouse ruins for a photo session. I had only one hour, but there was the man with his dogs, and he started a conversation that lasted 40 minutes 🙂 He introduced himself as Richard, and it came out he is a father-in-law of my former colleague, but the most important, he is Clonmel history enthusiast, it is why I forgot about time and listened to the stories about his ancestors and historical events I have never heard about before. The funnies part is that recently I came across an article where another man mentioned his long conversation with Richard that took place in exactly the same spot 🙂 So, if you want to learn more about history of Clonmel, hang around Cannon Hill.
The best part of Cannon Hill is the views we enjoy as we walk.
This is Kilmacomma Hill. It looks like a huge green sleeping bear. In background you see Galtee mountains some 20 miles away.
The fertile land between Comeragh, Galtee and Knockmealdown Mountains is traditionally called Golden Vale.
Knockmealdown mountains to the west of the Comeraghs.
Cannon Hill is a great place to walk a dog. Or two. This is us returning from that photo session.
The ruins of an old farmhouse are easy accessible in the winter time, but overgrown with the weeds in summer.
I already shared this photograph as a part of my project two years ago.
It takes about half an hour to get here from the car park, and even our dogs are tired.
This is another walk around the Cannon Hill, and another model 🙂
Local fauna can include Deer, but my only picture of a fawn sleeping in the grass is lost in a hard drive crash. I photographed this herd of cows, and discovered the fawn in background. All that is left from that shoot is this big lad with gorgeous albino eyelashes.
And of course, there are sheep. It is Ireland 🙂
It takes a couple of hours to explore all the paths.
These are two versions of the same song – different accent ;). Tom Healy and Brian Coll sing about all the places I have mentioned in my blog, so you can learn how to pronounce the Irish names 🙂
Thank you for taking this simple local walk. Treasures are often closer than we know.
Have a wonderful weekend!