Today we headed out to find the fabled glens. I am sure they are beautiful when the trees are clothed in their foliage, and more so in autumn when they are coloured. But alas, in snow there is really only snow to be seen.
So we headed north to the Giant's Causeway. The National Trust runs a very slick operation and extracts £8.50 from each visitor. It has a superb visitors' centre that would put others to shame. Stonehenge, I'm looking at you.
I thought I was warmly clad with three layers on, but was unprepared for just how cold it would be. So I lashed out in the tourist shop on an Aran jumper - very necessary as it turned out. We walked the long track in the freezing wind. The rock formations are spectacular but I think I'm with Samuel Johnson who said they are worth seeing but not worth going to see. The slog back up the hill was very hard work for me, suffering as I am with the cold.
Back in the cafe we were able to find warm soup and soda bread to warm us up.


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