Lagan Run:
There's nothing to beat an easy life. Have you noticed that these runs are all downhill? Today, the hard bit was running up to the river's source on Slieve Croob.
After a bit of frantic searching and some minor disagreements, we found the start point. Even with long legs, it will not be possible to do this trick later in the run. Your days are numbered, so go for glory when you can - I always say.
After a brief prayer reading by Brian, we were off on our long journey to the Lagan Weir in Belfast.
Great views towards the Mournes but the storm clouds were gathering, so it was a quick run down the Slieve Croob access road.
This is Dree Hill, held in high esteem by local cyclists. We struggled on the way up but flew down it on the way back.
The river had widened out by the time we crossed the first Lagan bridge.
The village of Finnis. There's a story about a haunted tree being exorcised by a priest here, with the approval of the Vatican. Strange story and a strange place - nobody about.

Today's finish point in Dromara. It's a sad sight to see respectable members of society eating chips, sitting on the ground. But, having searched in vain for an open cafe or pub, this was our only dining option....
Things will improve.
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www.coastrun2013.blogspot.co.uk
www.belfastruns.blogspot.co.uk
www.belfastdublinrun.blogspot.co.
There's nothing to beat an easy life. Have you noticed that these runs are all downhill? Today, the hard bit was running up to the river's source on Slieve Croob.
After a bit of frantic searching and some minor disagreements, we found the start point. Even with long legs, it will not be possible to do this trick later in the run. Your days are numbered, so go for glory when you can - I always say. After a brief prayer reading by Brian, we were off on our long journey to the Lagan Weir in Belfast.
Great views towards the Mournes but the storm clouds were gathering, so it was a quick run down the Slieve Croob access road.
This is Dree Hill, held in high esteem by local cyclists. We struggled on the way up but flew down it on the way back.
The river had widened out by the time we crossed the first Lagan bridge.
The village of Finnis. There's a story about a haunted tree being exorcised by a priest here, with the approval of the Vatican. Strange story and a strange place - nobody about.

Today's finish point in Dromara. It's a sad sight to see respectable members of society eating chips, sitting on the ground. But, having searched in vain for an open cafe or pub, this was our only dining option....
Things will improve.
www.coastrun2013.blogspot.co.uk
www.belfastruns.blogspot.co.uk
www.belfastdublinrun.blogspot.co.
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