Might as well get one more walk up Cavehill before Lockdown II starts.
With a lot of Annual Leave to use up, I booked a week off in Mid October with no plans, let’s see what happens.
I kept Bray as an option but as the rate of infection got worse in Wicklow, that became a non starter.
Funnily enough, way back in January when things were normal, I was looking at waiting to see how things went and sneak off to Warsaw for a few days in mid October. I miss those days.
There was good news last week with the news that there will once again be an Air Route between Belfast and Cardiff. Maybe Brecon Beacons might happen in 2021. Definitely not this year if Wales are being choosy about who they let in.
Back to the present, and I was always going to use this week off for my monthly trip to Cavehill.
Waking up to the sound of rain on Monday morning was not the best start to my week off, so I found other things to occupy my time.
As morning became lunchtime, the weather improved, becoming dry and bright, I decided I would head out to Cavehill after lunch.
Usually when I go to Cavehill, it’s early in the morning to ensure that I get a parking space. There was no need to worry as I had the Car Park to myself, although a bit of paint to ensure the bays are clearly visible wouldn’t be a bad idea.
As well as a different time, I would be wearing long trackie bottoms for the first time in a long time. Brrr, Winter is almost here.
Getting there and home was different, dealing with daytime and hometime traffic, instead of having the road to myself in the early morning
Walking up at a different time meant a change to the rule of saying “Good morning”, of course, having to say “Good afternoon”. It took a while for me to change that habit.
I’m not sure if it’s a weekday afternoon thing, but there was a very high dogs to people ratio. One person was trying to manage six of them. They were all good dogs, apart from the one that barked at me.
Things were going perfectly, until I reached the top, when I got drenched.
Turns out it was a gamble that didn’t pay off.
As I was walking up, I could see the sky getting darker and darker, but I kept hoping it would miss me. There was nowhere to hide when it did.
Thankfully, it didn’t last too long. This was, I think, my eighth time going up and the first time I got drenched, so that’s not a bad ratio.
With no sign of life returning to normal any time soon, it looks a walk up Cavehill is going to continue being a monthly thing, unless they start locking the Car Park again as they did in May.
As Winter is on the horizon, that will set up some potentially nice photo opportunities. Later sunrises are a photo opportunity if I get up early, I can be at the summit in time. Snow as well at the top later in the year. Might combine them both.
The following day, I headed back to Giant’s Ring, a walk i’ve started doing recently.
The last time I was there, I had Terrace Hill Garden recommended to me.
So, I went to check it out. It was a nice trek and nice to explore it when it was quiet. It looks like the sort of place that would be heaving when the weather is nice in the Summer, especially at weekends, so it was nice to enjoy it when it was quiet, and take in the views.
I ended up strolling to the entrance to Minnowburn. That will explored at a later date.