Derry
The rest of the ride to Derry was
present, with strong tail winds that made it colder to stop and feel
the wind the rather then ride along with it. This is also the fastest
I've been on the bike, just about topping off my high speed gears on
quiet country roads that provided a good opportunity to do so with
good visibility, low traffic, and high quality road surfaces. I was
able to make many stops along the way, such as cross the
Carrick-a-Rede
rope bridge, Dunluce Castle, the Gient's Causeway, and the Bushmills
distillery, and many other smaller roadside viewpoints offering some
amazing scenery of the cliffs and the sea. This route was not all
inclusive, and I did miss some of the attractions listed in the
brochure, but I had to balance my time and energy. The actual ride
into Derry was a bit tricky as my GPS gave crazy directions, leaving
me to navigate by paper and phone on a turn by turn basis on less
then ideal roadways as country roads turned into divided highways as
I neared the city. I spent a half a day resetting and re-updating the
GPS, so hopefully these problems are resolved.
Derry / Londonderry (henceforth the
“city”), is much the same way I remember it from 2005. There has
been significant progress in keeping the peace, but the town has yet
to really turn around. Emotional murals are still about, with new
ones still being created which display the underling tensions that
reside in the residents. I hear there are problems with policing the
city as the officers face religious biases and harassment, insofar as
it restricts there ability to enforce. This reminds me of the racial
issues facing our police in the US. Because of this, business open
late and close early, which surprised me and seems to be hurting
economic viability of the city. I learned the city has the highest
unemployment rate in Ireland. Thought the city seems safe from a
general crime standpoint, there is still unforgotten tensions in the
air. Fences, barred windows, and multiple locked doors at the hostel
are good examples. There is a seaport mentality left over from WW2
that has contributed to many bars and a somewhat tumultuous drinking
culture with plenty of late night street noise and drunken hostelers
coming in late at night.
Yet it is not all bad news. There seems
to be much opportunity, and a silver lining as I believe the city is
on the rebound. There has been significant progress in removing
cameras, demilitarizing areas, and several political milestones of
forgiveness and admittance to help ease tensions and move things
forward. There also seems to be an evolving arts culture that began
with political murals.
My overall experience with Derry has
been mixed. There is a ton of culture and history, but there are
still problems, and an uneasy tension as I avoided sensitive topics
in my interactions with people I met. I am looking forward to getting
back out in the country, crossing over into official Ireland, and
starting on the Wild Atlantic Way.
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