25/05/15 Dunluce , Giant's Causeway and a scary rope bridge
Starting the 3rd day at a ruin castle on a ocean front cliff.
Melissa joined the castle guard.
The town was separated from the castle by a small stone bridge standing over 60 feet high.
Janell standing in the circle of power, or maybe a welcome mat.
View from the castle
Each of these chimneys (besides being excellent hiding spots) would have heated a separate guest room.
Bob wore bright yellow so we wouldn't lose him. This is a modern bridge over the gap.
Everyone enjoying the views and great break in the weather.
The "secret" path to the cave under the castle.
I went to touch the water, because I have a must touch the water issue (see the red speck on the beach).
Melissa and Tracy waiting for me at the top.
After Dunluce we jump back in the cars and hit the road toward Giant's Causeway. There is a gift shop and museum at the top, then a long walk down to the basalt pillars.
The ocean was crashing majestically on the rocks, it made Melissa look so good. How good you might ask?
This good! Magic rocks kiss!
The story of the Causeway is actually kind of funny. The legend is that an Irish giant (Fionn mac Cumhaill - Finn MacCool) was challenged to a fight by Scottish giant (Benadonner). Fionn built a stepping stone path to Scotland. When he saw how big Benadonner was he didn't want to fight. Fionn's wife dressed him as a baby in a cradle so when Benadonner came to fight and saw the "baby" he ran home for fear of the father of such a big baby. He destroyed the causeway behind him as he ran. Matching basalt columns exist on the Scottish isle of Staffia. They were formed by lava.
After the Causeway we took a drive to Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge. The bridge spans a gap 23 meter tall and 20 meter across. Janell and I were the only two strange enough to brave the gap.
Melissa took pictures of us once we made it to the far island and wandered around a little.
Crossing back, Janell was disappointed in the lack of peril and started jumping and shaking the bridge.
Torr Head is a northeastern point in Northern Ireland where, on a good day, you can see Scotland.
The road to the point.
From the parking lot.
From the point looking back on those who didn't join me, namely all of them, because they were cold.
Scotland is the slightly darker blur above the ocean on the horizon, see you soon Scotland!




















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