Aunt's and Rope Bridges

From 10-19-2008 - Carrick - a - rede

So the next day I spent with my Aunties. My Uncle headed off to Dover for a school reunion, the school he taught at not the one he attended. I haven't talked about my Aunties yet. They are awesome. There's my Aunt Theresa who looks after my gran a lot. She works in Belfast but comes up to Ballycastle everyday (2hours drive). She's really nice and chilled out. From what I gather I think she probably looked after my dad a bit :P. Then there's my youngest Aunt Francis who is an utter shit. :P Haha, just put that in case she reads this. Nah she's alright. Haha, nah actually she's really cool. I don't know how old she is really but she acts like she is 12, but not in a creepy weirdo way just that she's full of energy and still teases my gran like she did when she was a kid. She is also very very astute (but I wont get into that)

From 10-19-2008 - Carrick - a - rede

So yeah, I spent the day with both Aunts and my Gran. Oh, for completion I have a few other Aunts. There's my Aunt Brigid who I will mention later, my Aunt Marion who I met briefly but will probably meet properly when I go back after xmas. There's also Aunt Rosemary, who I haven't met yet.


Theresa, Francis, Gran and I went for a drive up to Carrick-a-rede rope bridge. It's apparently pulled across to the other side via helicopter and is taken down during Winter. At one point people lived on the little island but no one lives there now.

From 10-19-2008 - Carrick - a - rede

Was pretty scary but having bungie jumped and all that It wasn't a too big a deal to cross it.

From 10-19-2008 - Carrick - a - rede

Surprisingly my Gran walked the whole way to the bridge. She's like 88 and was putting the panting Americans to shame. Haha, imagine being overtaken by a woman twice your age. My Dad says she never crosses the bridge though, and my Aunt Theresa kept her company but i'm not sure if it was a completely selfless task she was prob scared herself :P

From 10-19-2008 - Carrick - a - rede

The next day, my Aunt Theresa went back to work and Francis, Gran and I went for a walk in Cushendun. Big props to Francis for finding this nunnery that you get to through a cave. I didn't believe it existed, neither did Gran but she proved us wrong.