Lough Nabellbeg, tucked in close to the eastern base of Sliabh an Iarainn, is said to be where the Tuatha DeDanaan were based for a time when they landed on the mountain in a cloud. It is a small lake but the only one nearby and an obvious source of fresh water and location for a temporary camp with good observation and maybe even some fishing. While here they are said to have mined and used the iron they found to make weapons to conquer the Fir Bolg. Of course this is all considered a myth today but a local saying persists that the lake has had a warrior guardian since that time. He is outlined on the cliff directly above the lake which was carved by them before they left, to mark the spot and protect it in the future. The Tuatha DeDanaan themselves became what we think of as fairies and are thought to live underground.
I wanted to follow up this story for the Guide and went looking for the lake and warrior and to my surprise found both. As I climbed down the very steep slope towards the lake I literally came face to face with an unmistakable outline of what could be a warriors face. Whether it was shaped by anyone or not I don’t know but it could also be natural. The lake and the very rarely visited landscape on this side of the mountain is not on a walking trail or in the official guide maps but possesses a real rugged beauty and is well worth a visit. It’s a place that deserves to be discovered by locals and tourists alike. (Stephen Rennicks)
In 1885, he had his first bee-keeping lesson and also became the private chaplain to the Clements family (the Earls of Leitrim) at their Lough Rynn estate at Mohill. He served Farnaght and Mohill churches and from 1933 the parish of Cloone. He joined the Irish Beekeepers Association and was chairman from 1910 to 1921. He was editor of the Irish Bee Journal, (from 1912 called The Beekeeper’s Gazette) published from May 1901 to October 1933.
Becoming proficient in bee-keeping, and anxious to promote the method of removing the honey crop from the hive without killing the bees, by using moveable frames. Contrary to the popular belief that people of the past had more respect for nature, the only way most beekeepers knew to get honey was to first kill their bees by gassing them in their straw skep (hive). Lucklily bees were far more common at that time but he started travelling extensively throughout Ireland on behalf of the Department of Agriculture and Technical Instruction, attending agricultural shows and lecturing to stop this practice and promote other more modern methods. He promoted the “Congested Districts Hive”, designed to be made and used in the poorer areas of Ireland to provide an income where the land was poor.
He also published a book: The Irish Bee Guide, later renamed The Practical Bee Guide. This was a manual of modern beekeeping, a book which came to be regarded as the standard book of beekeeping in Ireland. The book went through many revisions and reprints following its initial publication in 1904. It was self published in 1904 (by Lough Rynn Press) and republished many times and again in 2004 to celebrate its centenary of publication.
He is said to have died dramatically during a confirmation service in Farnaght in 1933 and is buried in Mount Jerome cemetery in Dublin. Very fittingly a stained-glass memorial window by Ethel Rhind was placed in the church at Clooncahir, which shows St. Dominic bringing the bees to Ireland. (Stephen Rennicks)
I have been told of a kind of precursor to the Guide from 1982 when a competition and exhibition of work submitted was held in Ballinamore library entitled and themed Reimagining Leitrim. It was aimed at school children and appears to have been a local schools project with a brief for a postcard sized image to attract tourists to the County Leitrim of their imagination. I was shown the winner (which is still framed in the new Ballinamore library) and took a photo of it and have here remade it as a postcard. I was told that probably a few hundred were made at the time and given away but they could no longer remember the name of the winner (it may have been a teenage boy).
I love this image as I know there is no sandy beach to walk on the real Leitrim coastline, perhaps the artist was only imagining what it was like there as well. It strikes me that the image of the burning car would also have been a common image from Northern Ireland on the late evening news at this time, just around bedtime for young children. I’m surprised it was picked as the winner of a competition for an image to attract tourists but this appears to be the case. It also reminds me of the work of the artist Sean Hillen whose Irelantis project also re-imagined Ireland. I’d love to find an original postcard and who did it but until then this reproduction will have to do. (Stephen Rennicks)
From walking on Sliabh an Iarainn I discovered what must be one of the most spectacular and mysterious looking mass rocks in the country, if that is what it always was. In Ireland during the 1600’s the Penal Laws outlawed the practice of the Roman Catholic religion so priests would hold secret masses in the open air in out of the way places such as this. This one is quite epic and elaborate, with very theatrical and carefully placed stone steps rising to an altar very dramatically set between the cliff of the mountain itself and a massive outcrop. It is not mentioned in any guide books to my knowledge (although it does lie just off a marked walking trail) and the few people I know who have stumbled across it are very surprised to find it there. When they (like myself) have tried to find out more of its history though, they have found nothing of any significance. I’ve heard it still is or used to be the location for an annual outdoor local mass but I just wonder if that was always its original purpose. Perhaps it had a use before this and may have gone unnoticed by archeologists and historians to date.
There is no marker on the site to tell you what it is and what may have been used as an altar (stone with wooden legs) does not look original to me and seems fragile and out of proportion with just a few rusting copper coins lying there today. Perhaps it was used for something at an earlier date and converted to use as a mass rock? Only a very small percentage of the thousands of crannogs (small manmade defensive islands) on Ireland’s lakes and rivers have been examined in any detail and even huge cairns, such as the one nearby at Knocknarea, Co. Sligo (said to be the burial place of Queen Medb) have yet to be explored. There are still many unsolved mysteries surrounding the structures of the past we encounter and see everyday and even when we do excavate we can only speculate and never truly know for sure what they were used for. This lonely site in Co. Leitrim is a very good example of that and well worth seeking out to wonder at. (Stephen Rennicks)
“Humans live through their myths and only endure their realities.”
“The border between the Real and the Unreal is not fixed, but just marks the last place where rival gangs of shamans fought each other to a standstill.” – both Robert Anton Wilson
In the early 90’s Hypertext fiction on CD-ROM and online were all set to herald the death of the printed linear novel. This of course has yet to happen and may never do but the concept had a very big influence on the imagination of many of the young people in Co. Leitrim at this time.
A now forgotten pass English substitutive teacher at Drumkeeran secondary school was a believer in this new form and explained the concept to his Leaving Cert class in 1997. He also showed them the film Rashoman (1950) by Akira Kurosawa to instill an understanding of differing subjective viewpoints. He then asked them to come up with characters, location and a plot and they wrote a collaborative opening chapter together for a story that came to be known as, My Reality Tunnel. They could then write their own personal following chapter to take the story in different parallel directions to the other members of the class. Each week the new chapters were given out randomly as each story evolved and in some cases collided together.
For the students who were struggling he showed them how to use the cut-up technique by pasting the text from a previous chapter into a word randomizer which printed out the words in a random combination. They tried reading this and got ideas from the odd meaningful coincidence that would appear in the newly cut-up text and found they could write best from this source by using a first thought best thought approach. This was a concept of Brion Gysin, which he developed at times with William Burroughs. Early on in the process he even managed to persuade the writer and thinker Robert Anton Wilson (1932-2007), who was at that time still living in Dublin, to give a talk to his class about his concept of the reality tunnel.
Very quickly these students understood the interactive nature of the project and began to introduce new characters as well as themselves into their stories. Real or potential situations they were familiar with also began to appear in the text as well. Very soon they were figuring out issues, imagining things about the world, predicting the future, asking questions and receiving answers about their own lives through fiction.
The teacher was so excited by this turn of events that he began to photocopy some of these stories with instructions and sent them to other English teachers in the county system. Within the space of a month the practice was widespread amongst teenagers all over the county as they took the stories even further into their own hands and lives. At one point it was estimated that over 1500 different stories featuring many of the same and unique characters were in circulation. It had truly gone viral before that term existed. At the end of the school year it didn’t stop however and the popularity of it ebbed and flowed in more informal and circuitous ways over the next 20 years to today. For some reason 2001 had the least stories in circulation and this situation would continue until 2012 when there was a rediscovery of the practice after an artist led initiative published a fraction of the stories in book form and an article in the Leitrim Observer followed up on it. Today it is said to have again taken hold of young people’s imaginations with more stories than ever before in circulation. (Stephen Rennicks)
One of Leitrim’s most popular and spectacular tourist attractions, the waterfall at Glencar, is also its most potentially life and reality changing. Since the earliest times its abundance of negatively charged ions have been inspiring anyone who came close to it. It has long been known that there is a feel good factor associated with any form of prolonged exposure to breaking water (including beaches and in your domestic shower) with improvement of mood, increased awareness and improved health common. More on this subject can be read here.
The waterfall at Glencar is different for some reason with revelations and visions being associated with it since earliest records. A tradition of the holy fool was noted amongst the peasantry in the 1800’s and W.B. Yeats is said to have been a frequent visitor. During the last 200 or so years it appears that the majority of its visitors have become curiously and gradually immune to its power however. Although every so often someone will approach it and leave a very different person than when they first arrived. (Stephen Rennicks)
There is a persistent local tradition that Joseph Conrad (1857-1924) acted as second mate on one of the steamers that operated between Sligo and Dromahair between 1843 and 1881 and was disturbed by what he found there at that time. I did some research and found that Conrad did serve with the British Merchant Marine between 1878 and 1894 and I suppose it is possible that he could have been stationed there not long before it ceased operating.
If he was the main cargo on the route would have been corn for the mill in Dromahair as well as passengers. I found this image of one of the steamers, The Maid of Breifne. He would no doubt have taken note also of how the British Empire was treating its subjects there as he steamed along the river Bonet in this period not long after the Great Famine. Perhaps this is one reason he felt a connection with Roger Casement when they briefly met one another in 1890, not long after Conrad arrived in the Belgium Congo. Conrad mentions this in his Congo Diary from that time. In that period Casement was working as a supervisor on the railway being built between Matadi and Kinshasa. By 1898 however, as British Consul for the region he was to write a damning report about the human rights situation there. Conrad was of course on his way deep into that same colony, steaming along the Congo River, and not long after Casements report was published and widely read he would write his own expose in fictional form of what he himself had found there, Heart of Darkness (1899). (Stephen Rennicks)