Parked at the end of Killarney Drive (after a whistle stop tour of Ireland recalled in the local street names – Shamrock Pde, Donegal Rd, Clare Pl, Blarney and Connemara Ave, etc) and walked down the Flat Rock Track.
Inauspicious start with lots of weeds but it soon cleared to a fine fern and angophora forest with several precipitous rock faces above and below for good measure.
Made it to the base of the point but soon realised it was private property when we called out to a man working in the garden to ask if we could get out to the point and he replied “it’s private property.” There was a dog too. Woof. The whole place had the wife flashing back to images from a Jonestown documentary.
So retracing our steps we found another stairway leading up the steep hillside to Killarney Drive, where we were rewarded with a good view of the point and Middle Harbour.
We have since learnt (a.k.a. Googled up) that the building at Killarney Point was once a dance hall (late 1800s) and that there were other pleasure grounds around the corner in Bantry Bay that were set up by an Irishman who called the area the ‘Killarney of Australia.’ To be sure, to be sure, to be sure…