A view of the hillside |
Jerry and a random piece of litter... |
The rain |
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Jerry and the fiat |
A view of the coast, looking out toward
Sheep Island |
No, I do not need my eyes checked. It
was so windy that I could not hold the
camera still enough to take these pictures!
The white things in the foreground are
actually sheep, not seagulls flying past. |
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Me, with wind |
Jerry, with wind |
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The bay in Ballycastle |
The Ballycastle harbour |
Our hostel in Ballycastle, definitely the
nicest hostel of those we stayed at. |
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Looking up the road |
The House of McDonnell is a wonderful
little pub where we went for some live music. The added benefit was
that I was
proposed to there...by a 50ish year-old
fisherman named Paul! (Just in case you were wondering, I declined
the offer.) |
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Tractors seemed to be primary vehicles in many of the places we drove
through. |
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