Running where Giant's walked

While in northern Ireland one of my daily activities was running from our rental house to the Giant's Causeway which was only 10 minutes away and running along the cliffs above and the paths of the Giant's Causeway below.

It was unfortunate Mark and Ethan got sick during the week because I had a nice time running with them, with Mark the first day and with Ethan a few days later while he was still healthy. Most days when I had time I would just get dressed and run down our farm road and then down the short distance on the crazy Irish roads to the paths around and above the Giant's Causeway.

It was such beautiful weather each day we were there

Each day as I would run I couldn't help but take pictures of the paths, the cliffs, Finn's chimney from above and below, the beautiful yellow bushes that were blooming, the ocean and a cool house I ran by when I went the opposite way down the coast from the Causeway.

To the right of the Giants causeway the cliff path that looked down on the ocean went forever. I would usually go about 3 miles along it and then come back. If I went to the left of the Causeway I ran along cliffs for a while and then down past this cool ocean house that looked like a mansion and then along a wooden boardwalk the led Port Ballintrea and a golf course.

Most of the paths were either up or down, there wasn't much in between so it was slow going sometimes as I ran up stairs or down them the opposite directions.

It was just so beautiful there. I have to admit, when I look at the pictures it seems like it was a dream to be there.

I am thankful for the beauty of the earth and that we as a family have had opportunities to experience and see so many amazing and lovely things.

I miss you Giant's Causeway. I will be back!

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