Portrush, Northern Ireland
Sunday, June 22nd
We started our day peeking at the local Portrush Golf course.  Next driving along the coast and enjoying the scenery on the way to the Dunluce Castle
that had the kitchen and staff fall into the sea in 1639.  We got rained on off and on during our visit.
Next we went to the Carrick-a-Redo Rope bridge.  For
200 years fisherman crossed the 80 foot high 65 feet
across bridge to get to the island to fish.  Now this is a
tourist opportunity.  It was still raining, but now we had
wind.  It was probably 10-15 mph with gusts.  There was
a guy walking in front of us, who had his poncho ripped
in half by the wind.  As we were crossing the bridge, we
were told that this adds to the fun and excitement.

Once we got back to the visitors center, we were soaked
to the bone.  We rewarded ourselves with "biscuits"
(cookies) and orange juice with "bits" (pulp).
We finished our visit at the castle by going for a walk down to the ocean for a view through a cave.

Next was a visit to the Giant's Causeway, massive vertical columns of hexagonal rocks.  Truly the most
unusual thing we have seen in Europe.  The say the great stones go all the way to Scotland under the
ocean.

In order to save time at the visitors center, we slipped into the next showing of a video showing the
creation of the Causeway.  The only issue is that it was in French with no sub-titles.
While drying out from this wild adventure.  We went for a long drive in the
rain through the Antrium Mountains and Glens.  The roads were all very
narrow and windy.  It would have been more picturesque if the weather
would have been better.  We did stop at a pub for a pint of Smithwicks.  

We stumbled upon the famous vanishing lake. One day the lake can be
brimming with water like today and full of fish. The next day it can be totally
drained, as if an aquatic leprechaun had pulled a giant plug.  Loughareema
floods after heavy rain, but the bed of the lake consists of chalk overlaid
with mud so the water quickly drains away. The fish have to retreat into the
mud to survive.  Very odd indeed.

When we got back to Portrush the storm was in full force.  We watched the
waves from our hotel window.  Tomorrow we will take some pictures out of
this same window.  What a difference a day makes.