Easter Sunday madness at the port 2025

“Reek, horses, and a police breakdown – just another normal day at the Port.”

Easter Sunday on the North Coast absolutely delivered once again as Portstewart and Portrush were taken over by around a thousand cars for the annual cruise event. From early morning, the roads were jammed with everything from pristine show cars to absolute buckets on wheels, and traffic quickly descended into carnage. People were queueing for hours just to get into the towns – engines off, windows down, and the odd person nearly giving up and going home. It was chaos in the best way.

The weather, thankfully, stayed dry all day, which was a rare win. The police kept a fairly low profile and didn’t bother anyone too much... that is, until their own Land Rover broke down on a hill and ended up blocking traffic for half the afternoon. You couldn’t write it. The only real trouble of the day came from the ones meant to keep it moving. Well, would you look at that?

The cars on show were something else. TwinCams, Evos, Golfs, Leons – they were everywhere. Standouts included a blacked-out 911 GT3 RS that looked ready for a track day, a flawless Tommi Makinen Evo 6 that turned heads every time it rolled past, and a handful of proper clean Cossies. Just to keep things weird, a limo made an appearance too, crawling along like it was late to a North Coast hen do.

But the cars weren’t the only thing catching attention. Somewhere in the madness, Ali G himself – or someone doing a very convincing tribute act – was spotted driving about in a bright red Fiat 500, blaring tunes and living his best life. One man casually rolled through town with a real-life horse in the passenger seat of his blue Civic, raising more than a few eyebrows. If that wasn’t wild enough, another lad was seen cruising around with duck tape literally across his eyes – why? Nobody knows. Maybe it was a dare, or maybe he thought it gave him better focus. Either way, it was madness. And let's not forget the guy in the beat-up Golf, using a Bluetooth speaker cable-tied to the roof as a makeshift soundsystem. It didn’t sound great, but you’ve got to respect the commitment to the vibe.

Meanwhile, the reek-offs were in full swing. It wasn’t just the Leons this year – the Boras came prepared too, unleashing unholy amounts of smoke, carbon, and racket. The popping and banging echoed across car parks like a war zone, and by the end of it, half the crowd had black faces from the soot. People looked like they’d been mining coal all day and still couldn’t stop smiling.

The women showed up in style too, repping hard with a neon pink BMW and a rose gold Mercedes that had more phones pointed at them than some of the supercars. No doubt about it – they stole the show in their own right.

Overall, the atmosphere was unreal. No drama, no bother, just people loving cars, chatting rubbish, and soaking up the madness that only the North Coast on Easter Sunday can deliver.

And when you are here don't forget - If you post an image of your car in our forum gallery you go in with the chance to win £500 of fuel vouchers ( which, let’s face it, you’ll need after all that popping and banging).

If you’re selling your car, use the code ‘share’ to list it for just 99p, with no ad expiry – absolute bargain.

Same again next year? YES PLEASE!