the Friday she flew into Dublin i was away for the first part of day on field trip to the historic Newgrange and Hill of Tara!
but! as soon as i got back, we headed out on what was to become a truly amazing adventure.
you see, Claire and i already knew what the plan was. the adventure was already in place and had been for weeks. so we grabbed a train to Belfast.
on the train we met Scott. Scott is worth mentioning because he was very funny.
he was a 9 year old that loved Justin Bieber, football, dancing, American words and accents, and not listening to his father. we really enjoyed playing the ,we call it "this", game with him.
once we got all settled in Belfast we grabbed some food. by this i mean the best meal of my life.
i'm not even joking a little bit.
the next morning we had some more traveling to do. we were headed to the Giants Causeway.
i had already been to the causeway with Champlain a few weeks earlier, but it was just as good the second time around if not better. there were far fewer crowds and for a bit we had the whole place to ourselves.
with our brightly colored rain jackets we couldn't help pretending that we were in a patagonia magazine.
made it to causeway:check
Andy's boots are dry and working in the picture above: check
Claire's boots are dry and working in the picture above: half check
having the place to ourselves allowed for some really cool photos of us perched up on the rocks without other people crowded around.
most people after seeing the causeway would get back in the car or bus and head home, or onto the next stop, maybe the castle down the road. we kept walking. see the mountain and cliffs in the picture above? yeah, well we went there.
carved into the side of the cliff wall are switchbacked paths that lead to two sets of steep steps.
climb up those and you get a view like the one below.
the picture below is actually a shot from across the cove. if you look close you can see the tent (it's blue) in the upper left hand side of the cliff. that was our campsite for the night on the northern coast of Ireland, less than a half mile to the Giants Causeway.
not camping in a bull field: check
nothing blown off into the sea: check
comfortable nights sleep: half check
strawberries: check
it was a cold night, but we woke up to a tolerable morning. after packing up our stuff we headed back down to the Causeway.
i don't often walk away from something amazed that it just happened. this for me was a really cool experience, and i'm really glad that it worked out.
also, in Portrush we got beer in one of the coolest pubs i've ever seen.
best meal ever: check
coolest location ever camped: check
awesome breakfast at the Giants Causeway: check
rain jackets:check
good trip?
good trip.
be happy
Andy
so many things to like about this post.
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