Léim Uí Dhonnabháin
O'Donovan's Leap
The village is named for a jump. The story handed down is that an O'Donovan chieftain, pursued by English soldiers, leapt the ravine on the western side of the village and got away. The Irish name, Léim Uí Dhonnabháin, says it plainly: O'Donovan's Leap. The clan were the dominant family of this corner of West Cork, and in 1684 Jeremiah O'Donovan obtained letters patent from Charles II erecting his lands here into the Manor of O'Donovan's Leap. Whether the leap was as clean as the telling, the name outlasted everyone who could argue about it.
A live room with a national reputation
Connolly's and the cassettes
For about twenty-five years Paddy McNicholl turned a village bar into one of the best-loved small music venues in Ireland, taping the gigs off the desk onto cassette as he went. Shellac played in 1998 - Steve Albini famously refused to let that one be recorded. Dermot Morgan did stand-up there with a wireless mic and wandered the night out into the street. The pub shut in 2006, Paddy died in 2010, and the place could have ended there. His son Sam, who grew up watching bands rehearse, reopened it in 2015, kept the painted Pink Floyd hammers behind the stage, and put the music back on. It is the rare small venue that earned its legend honestly.
A Bronze Age circle above the sea
Drombeg, just down the road
A few minutes east, between Leap and Glandore, stands Drombeg stone circle - seventeen stones set in a ring around 1000 BC, one of the finest recumbent circles in the country, with a cooking pit and the ruins of two huts beside it. It is aligned to the midwinter sunset. The site looks out toward the sea and is free and open. If you stop in Leap for nothing else, Drombeg is the reason to take the harbour road rather than stay on the N71.