Through my many years of research and travels through the provinces of Ulster I have attempted to record the graves of the fallen for prosperity as sadly many are so badly neglected, they will shortly be unrecognizable. In my opinion it is a National shame. I hope that this book will open a porthole which will shine a light into that time in history, and the life and times of many of the men and women who participated in the United Irishmen’s struggle. Their stories and travels often leading to them being banished to distant lands also led in many cases to their early tragic deaths. It is hoped that this work will enhance the reader’s further knowledge and interest on some of the leaders as well as the lesser known figures in the 1798 era. To this end photographs, taken on the author’s travels are included to add to the better understanding of these individuals and perhaps light those fires of interest with the reader who may wish to go and discover them for themselves, as most are easily found and accessed without too much difficulty once you know where to find them. 


In this A4 sized work comprising of 100 pages and over 184 colour photographs with accompanying narrative of the graves of those who fell or served in the 1798 era on all sides of the conflict in the Province of Ulster.  Most of these images have never it is believed appeared in print before and have been collected on my travels and visits to their graves over eleven years of study. In some cases, discovering their final resting places for the first time, such as that of Dr. Alexander Crawford’s at Crumlin, County Antrim. The famous Volunteer officer and senior United Irishman held at Kilmainham jail, Dublin, in 1798 along with Henry Joy McCracken and the Rev. Sinclair Kelburne. As most people are aware, I am a writer and amateur Irish historian and receive no assistance, financial or otherwise from any official body or group in compiling or funding the publication of any of my works. I have a forlorn hope of someday covering my costs but regard it more of a labour of love (or so I tell myself).

Walking with the ghosts of 98'