I had visited Belfast once before, and remember nothing of it. This is why this time I decided to take a tour of the Antrim coast – because I am a country person, and always enjoy (for me) a rare scenery with no trees.
It was a misty day, but in here you must prepare for it, and worse. An umbrella was a good companion, too. I have to say there were unexpected highlights. I was looking forward to the Giant’s Causeway, and saw it and admired it, but I must admit the dolphins swimming past it stole the show for me, well, along with the grey seal basking in the warmth on a rock much too small for her. I regret I did not carry a proper camera with a zoom lens (nor do I own a digital set anyway); hence no pictures of wildlife. But before we ended up at the Causeway, we drove through some amazing and breathtakingly beautiful landscapes to Carrickfergus for a very short stop. These two pictures are from there:
We continued to Glenarm, and to my surprise, this from the bus window:
Glenarm looks very much like our own Saana in Lapland!
A good walk in here, in Carrick-a-Rede, but the Rope Bridge was the end of the road for me. No, thank you, never. One doesn’t have to do everything, eh?
Even though it perhaps doesn’t look like it in the picture, there is a hundred-foot (30 m) drop to the not-so-friendly sea below. Even 3 meters and no water below would be too much for me (I get dizzy crossing the Copenhagen-Malmo bridge – in a car!). I do love bridges as constructions but I much prefer them seen from the solid ground.
I took the other path, walked more, and took more pictures. It was a warm day, with no wind at all (not enough to clear the mist), perfect for a stroll, gazing at grazing sheep, listening to the wonderful roar of the waves below, wishing that I could hear it more often.
In many ways, the highlight of the Antrim coast is the Unesco World Heritage Site the Giant’s Causeway, formed from volcanic matter some 60 million years ago. This is an amazing place, a reminder of the smallness of humans and the utter shortness of our history.
Kirjoittavaksi olioksi 