There was a man in Lickbarrahane long ago and he was ploughing on a holiday. It was St Gobnait's Day. Another man came to him and asked him why he was ploughing on St Gobnait's Day. He said " You and Gobnait of the puddings are alike ". Then the horses ran through the field and over the fence and fell down through the Cuas. The Gap they made in the fence still remains and the Cliff is since called" Cuas na Seisrighe "