Despite what the encroaching plantation may detract from the enjoyment of views leading towards the Sugar loaf and Killiney bay, Ballyedmonduff wedge tomb is an area of great tranquility and atmosphere despite its proximity to the fleshpots of Dublin City. The lack of visitors to the area is exemplified by the presence of a lawn of Cladonia cup lichen (whose red pigment was utilised as an antibacterial compound in times past), and a general lack of 'visitor weariness'.
The entrance to the tomb has a central doorway, leading to a slightly sunken room. At the back of this room there is a wall where several slots have been carved out, suggesting some form of wooden inserts (?). Over this wall section, a smaller annex seems to be present. The internal walls seem to have been made with larger slabs of rock, whereas the outer shell is of cairn like material. One portion of the internal wall exhibits cup markings.
Its hard to say if the roof did have supporting lintels, was constructed 'igloo' (hollow cairn) style, or the insert holes mentioned previous indicate wooden roof supports (personal observations).
A truly exquisite spot, I miss it like a Christian misses his parish, even though its little more than an old boneyard to folk (sigh).
PS my ablutions where a few km away in the confines of the blue light pub (fine views, fine guinness and non-pretentious), and not nearby lest I destroyed the mineral balance that allow the lichen to thrive, thereby not contirbuting to the damage already done by man. (or woman).
A walk through a managed pine forest took 4Ws and me to the now horribly jumbled mess of stones that make up Ballyedmonduff Wedge Tomb. Imposed upon by the encroaching trees and with no room to breathe, this huge place had two distinct chambers and apparently once had roof lintels. Now lost. Hard to tell what should have been where, this is an example of staggeringly careless excavation. FourWinds thought that it once looked out over to Howth, a promentary just a few miles away, but the trees obscured its reference point inthe landscape. Bloody foresters. My protest was made by urinating in the trees.