Posted 17 December 2011 - 11:41 PM
Not sure if this counts as an "urban legend".
I spent most of my childhood in County Clare in Western Ireland in a place called Kilfenora.
I lived near the top of a place called Doon, which was called so as it was in fact a dún, (ring fort) although it had long since been covered in soil and now looked little more then a hill.
Although some remnants of the fort wall remained on the eastern side near the top.
Now as legend has it there is an entrance that leads you deep into the bowels of the fort itself,
hidden away from prying eyes is said to be a hoard of treasure buried deep within. It is said if one finds the entrance to the tunnels and ventures into the fort, they are never heard of again.
Now that is just what they say, although when I still lived there, I spoke to numerous family friends and farmers who have some sort of personal experience in this..usually being a "friend of a friend" or someone long since dead. But there was one person in particular an old irish farmer who told me that he has actually found the entrance into the fort purely by accident and he was stuck down in these tunnels for hours, before eventually finding his way out where he came about no harm. He said that while he was down there he felt the presence of something else with him whether it be otherwordly or not, who knows. He said after his experience he covered the hole he had filled in and to this day no one else has found there way down into the fort.
To give you a backdrop on the history surrounding Doon, It is thought that Fergus mac Róigh resided at the Doon hill fort (after which was named the Doon reel), above Kilfenora around the beginning of the Christian era.
Its hard to say how true this is as I have no personal experience in these tunnels although living extremely close to Doon I have had a few unusual occurences, one such instances was myself aand my brother seeing on the old road by Doon a dog very similar to an irish greyhound although when we shone our light at the dog it was completely see through, shortly afterwards it vanished into thin air. I have also heard talking which was barely understandable in the area, but found no one around at the time, in the same place as the talking I heard what could only been described as sanding wood or rasping wood.
Another prolific occurrence in the area is the Banshee and has been heard and apparently seen by many people very close to Doon.
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