Light the Way, Skellig Michael, KerryTwo nights. I've spent two nights on Skellig Michael, and I'm well aware how rare that is. This was the second, a calm, clear night with no moon and barely a breath of wind. The kind of conditions you hope for and almost never get on a rock eight miles into the Atlantic. I'd asked a friend to climb to the clifftop with his head torch and stand there, pointing the beam down towards the monastery below. A human beacon on a summit that has drawn people