This seemingly normal pathway actually forms a giant fingerprint.

This craggy boulder is fabled to be either a druidic relic or Satan's stumbling block.

Tucked between a side street and a theater, this arch once led to a prestigious riding school, and now opens to a courtyard and community garden.

These seaside shelters once enjoyed by royalty remain a part of local history.

An unassuming churchyard is the resting place of a pioneering surveyor and reluctant namesake of a mountain.