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Looking southwest.

The narrow portal with tall flanking stones.

Double rows of stones on the southern edge of the tomb. With North Barrule rising behind.

The central chambers.

Orthostat at the northwestern corner of the monument. Excavation found a small cist buried underneath this stone. This cist is thought to predate the larger tomb.

Forecourt and facade.

Looking towards Tynwald Hill.

Keep off the grass.

Tynwald Hill, with St John’s church spire behind.

With the chamber in deep shadow on the right, showing the relationship with Tynwald Hill.

The plaque says that the chamber was covered by a round mound prior to the road cutting it and was “restored” in 1954.

The chamber in its “setting”. The road is quite dangerous!

St Patrick’s Isle from Peel. Although now lost under Peel Castle, the Iron Age settlement was at this landward end of the islet.

The channel separating St Patrick’s Isle from Peel, now bridged by a causeway.

The islet is dominated by Peel Hill, which has a number of Bronze Age cairns.

The highest part of the islet, looking northeast up the coast. The visible remains are all medieval.

Looking northeast. The big hill left of centre is South Barrule, the dominant summit on the southern part of Man, topped with a hillfort.

Northeastern chambers.

Curving chamber on the northwestern arc of the monument.

Outward facing chamber on the west side of the monument.

Drystone construction around the edge of the platform below the chambers.

Eastern arc of chambers.

Looking north towards Bradda Hill.

Fallen orthostat, with the quoit-like granite outcrops of Sperris Carn behind.

Towards Trendrine Hill.

Looking towards Trink Hill.

The remains of the cairn, which have been hidden in the vegetation every time I’ve been here before.

Sperris Quoit clearer of vegetation than I’ve ever seen it.

Zennor Quoit from Sperris Quoit.

With Sperris Carn to the left.

Clouties on the path to the well.

Finally got to the well itself. Even in dry weather the path was very wet and muddy, as my damp boots attest.

The wonderful Bosiliack barrow.