Because it is a long journey, our driver on the Political Tour, Lawrence, had suggested that we should go straight to Larne before starting the Antrim Coast road drive. We took his advice even though this meant missing out Carrickfergus and the castle and the harbour where William of Orange landed in 1690 before going on to victory at the Battle of the Boyne, the location of the last witchcraft trial in Ireland in 1711, and where the RMS Titanic anchored up for the last time before setting off on its fateful journey in 1912.
So we drove directly to Larne and then rather rudely used the by-pass and circumnavigated the town without stopping but this didn’t trouble us because we were heading for the coast. Along this stretch of north east Ireland runs the A2 road which is said to be the longest stretch of principal highway in the UK which clings so closely to the sea and indeed to create this road the hills were blown up and demolished to provide the foundations.
The road here clings like Velcro to the base of the cliffs and swings around the headlands and bays in extravagant sweeps and roller-coaster twists and turns. To our left were the glens of County Antrim decorated with dainty wild flowers and rolling gently down to the coastline and to our right was the Irish Sea and just twenty miles or so away the coast of nearby Scotland.
Along the route the road is flanked by gnarled hawthorn trees standing stoically alone by the roadside, it is, I later learn, because the locals are reluctant to cut them down for fear of disturbing the little people!
The going was slow because we stopped several times to admire the beaches and the uninterrupted views and by mid morning we had only covered a few miles north when we stopped for coffee at the walled garden of Glenarm. It was a charming place but there was no time to stop longer than a cappucchino and soon we were back on the road.
County Antrim is one of the staunchest Protestant and Loyalist parts of Northern Ireland and we were left in no doubt about that as we drove through villages where the kerb stones and the lampposts were painted red, white and blue and a Union flag flew above the front door of almost every house. Until that is we came to Cushendun, a harbour village abandoned by the A2 road and which is a catholic enclave emblazoned with green, white and orange.
We were in the far north east now and these stretches of the road regularly appear in top ten lists of drives in the UK. It only ever really makes it to number two in a list of coastal drives in Ireland however, coming in behind the Dingle peninsular and having driven that only last year I have to say that I am inclined to agree with that judgement. In my opinion It is better than the Ring of Kerry by some considerable way. It isn’t exactly the Amalfi drive, nothing can hope to compare with the Amalfi drive but it is well worth making the effort to get behind the wheel of a car and experience this wonderful part of the British Isles.
Can anyone suggest a UK top ten drive?
Three quarters of the four hundred miles of Northern Ireland coast are protected areas and as we made the next section of the journey to Ballycastle it was easy to understand why. The sun was shining today but it was still quite cool and I suppose that the unpredictable climate is a bonus here because if Northern Ireland had the climate of the Spanish Costas then it wouldn’t be long before they were covered in sun loungers and the shoreline would be overrun with pedalos and water sports.
By mid afternoon we reached the seaside town of Ballycastle and as the parking was free we pulled in and went to explore the beach and the harbour. The seashore stretched some considerable way and we took a stroll along the dunes and back at the car we transferred some grains of sand from our shoes to the car floor and although we didn’t know it now this was likely to become a problem later…
Resisting the temptation of a pub stop and a Guinness we carried on now to our next destination, the Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge.
The travel guides make this sound like a death defying challenge to cross a swaying rope bridge with only irregular wooden steps and rotting rope handles to separate you from certain death on the jagged rocks below followed by a swirling watery grave as the unpredictable currents carry your shattered and broken body out into the sea.
The truth is that this is not nearly so exciting as is made out and there is no Indiana Jones sort of danger whatsoever and visitors cross over the twenty metre bridge as though on a pedestrian crossing on any town centre High Street and make their way to the rather disappointing final destination on the walk. It is as safe as being on a cycle path in the Netherlands, as safe as a bubble-wrapped Amazon parcel delivery!
Samuel Johnson is reported to have said the the Giant’s Causeway was worth seeing but not worth going to see and whilst I would take issue with him over that I think his assessment could easily be applied to Carrick-a-Rede!
If the bridge is a disappointment (especially having paid £6 each for the privilege) the coastal walks are not and the thirty minute walk there and back from the inevitable National Trust centre and souvenir shop provided splendid views along the rocky coast in both directions and today with the sun shining we could almost make out people waving to us from Scotland.
This part of the coastal drive was almost over now so back at the car we drove the final few miles towards the Giant’s Causeway and our hotel for the night, The Smuggler’s Inn.
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I’ll be there in two weeks following in your footsteps for sure!
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I look forward to reading about your visit.
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Thank you! I have really enjoyed your Ireland posts.
I’m not sure that I will be able to post anything until we return. I’ll be looking after my parents…
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I never post until after I get home.
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Good, glad I’m not the only one!
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” we transferred some grains of sand from our shoes to the car floor and although we didn’t know it now this was likely to become a problem later…”
Now, we have to look out for the episode that explains this!
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just a little teaser…
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Great drive. I agree the bridge looks better from a distance. We skipped it in favour of a gentle walk to Giants Causeway.
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You made the right decision Richard. If the car park and the pay booth was near the bridge then I think a lot of people would decline. I would have. £6 is expensive for for what it is. Did you pay to go to the Causeway?
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Up close, the bridge looks a tame experience but from a distance it looked to be swinging in the wind. I doubt I’d make it across on my own steam. Wonderful descriptions, Andrew and the photos are fabulous. 😀
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Absolutely. The whole death defying experience is a real let down!
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Ha ha. I don’t believe I’d like to attempt walking across anyway because I’d know there’s that drop below. 😀
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Love the inclusion of the map Andrew. The bridge looks very sturdy. Good for safety but yes a bit of a letdown after all the hype!
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I was expecting a white knuck experience with an adrenalin overdose that you and Dave like but I left diassapointed and regretting the£6 entry fee!
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I would have felt the same Andrew!
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Looks like a great drive, must do it one day – I did the Ring of
Kerry a few years ago
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I liked the Ring of Kerry but tried to do it all in ne day which was too ambitious!
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Oddly, so did I!
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You didn’t miss anything in Larne! Done this drive several times but never the Dingle Peninsula – sounds like that should be one for the future?
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The Ring of Dingle should be on your ‘to do’ list for sure.
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That coastline looks a bit like ours. Delightful post.
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It is a lovely coast, probably not as rugged as your Pacific. Thank you for the kind comment.
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At last. A way to lose my wife. Take a trip to Ireland and walk that path to the bridge. I just keep on walking and she would never cross it. So there I’d be and there she would be and a distance between us. Just joking!
Great shots. I want more pics in your travels please. (If that’s all right with you.)
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It is a question of space. I am running out and pictures are greedy.
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Fair ‘nough
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