The Brooding Giant, KerrySkellig Michael from the sea. The full scale of the rock only hits you when you're out on the water, looking up at those vertical walls of dark stone rising straight out of the Atlantic. This was a rough day, the swell pushing hard against the base of the island, white water everywhere. Low cloud had settled across the upper reaches, hiding the monastery and the peaks above it. Gannets and fulmars were circling the upper cliffs in good numbers. The