FROM WHEELCHAIR NOMAD DIARY... 2003 The A2 from this point became highly scenic as it wound its way between the steep Antrim Hills and the sea. We were rewarded with sweeping emerald green vistas of mountain slopes supporting sheep, which descend steeply to the ocean. Dotted along the highway are harbours and small villages with colourful pubs selling Harp and Guinness. We passed a castle at Glenarm, enjoyed the view and stopped at Angela’s Restaurant in Glenariffe around 3.00 pm for a fresh cod and chips lunch, with a Californian Gallo Cabinet Sauvignon, sitting outside at tables on the sidewalk enjoying a short sunny interlude to the usual ‘Irish mist.’ The meal was ten pound or Australian $25.00. “I like the small Irish towns best,” Richard noted. “They are scenic and interesting. The pubs are good, Irish people are very friendly. The Irish young women are very pretty.” The road from Cushendall to Torr Head was described as ‘the scenic route,’ but was a single lane in width, climbing very steep hills to overlook the sea. The view was tremendous, but the risk of hitting another car was high, as we rounded steep corners, with views limited by stonewalls or hedges. We reached Ballycastle about 6.00 pm DON PUGH

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