Greystones to Wicklow
Local councilor Derek Mitchel (red top, a nice guy - unlike some of his ilk) welcomes us at the station.
We had 13 miles to run today, so it was a bad start to discover that the sand was a bit soft.
Things improved and the beach was a paradise to run along. We trotted along the sand beside the clear blue sea. It's important to blend in with the natural environment ... note matching blue top. Our usual female friends, who have been known to wear bright pink socks, were banned today.
The long abandoned Newcastle Station, one of a few along this coastal line. It's a great idea to keep the name signs in place....
.... but somebody should tell this patient cat that the last train stopped here about fifty years ago.
We arrive in Wicklow.
With the charming staff, in the Wicklow tourist office. Robert Halpin, one of the world's greatest mariners, came from here? He survived many hazardous voyages but eventually died from an injury received when he was cutting his toe-nails.
This part of Ireland is home to some unusual sporting activities.
These anglers are fishing for crabs using whole oven-ready chickens tied to a piece of string.
I'm sticking to running.
NEXT RUN - SUMMER 2016.
OTHER BLOGS:
coastrun2013.blogspot.co.uk
belfastruns.blogspot.co.uk
Bannrunning.blogspot.co.uk (Currently Underway)
