Left Derry over the Peace Bridge for pedestrians. Beautiful countryside and weather the whole way to Giants causeway. The A2 and B17 had some tough climbs but always rewarded with long downhills. After a break on the outskirts of Coleraine (McDonnalds, no less), I headed for Bushmills (where the Irish whiskey has been made since 1605). Blew through Bushmills with my sites on Giants Causeway. I arrived to tourist central. A bank holiday added to the mix. Parked the bike and walked through a tunnel incorporated into a modern granite structure. Down a narrow road for about one kilometer brought me to the geological site, very impressive including the surrounding cliffs and mountains. Snapped the obligatory pictures with the help of passers by and headed back to my bike. I could not help but observe how most of the tourists were sorry physical specimens of good health. Tour buses everywhere, herds of people being hustled along. It was though I were an alien viewing an encounter of the third kind.
It was a wrap, fastened on the helmet and down the road I pedaled. The seaside road I followed overlooks a beautiful shoreline of cliffs and beach bordered by lush green grazing land scattered with sheep. A fellow bicyclist caught up to me on his daily work out. We had a great time talking away. Peter Davidson and Richard Humphreville bonded as we rode along holding up traffic with each blind curve. He led me to a nice hostel, gave me
his address near Belfast and told m
e to stop by fora night on my way through. He has a
second house about twenty miles west of Ballintoy where I am staying for the
night. This whole area is spectacular and I will be following this coastal road for quite a while. Tomorrow I head for Larne.
his address near Belfast and told me to stop by for
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